Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from East Timor and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Cymande to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Lee Hazlewood. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terrestrial Tones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Kayak,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Reuben Wilson,
Soft Cell,
Black Bananas,
Robert Wyatt,
The Fortunes,
Darondo,
The Slackers,
Arcadia,
Michelle Simonal,
In Retrospect,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Desert Stars,
Aswad,
Faust,
Alice Coltrane,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
World's Most,
Metal Thangz,
Con Funk Shun,
The Monochrome Set,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ultravox,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Marmalade,
Bronski Beat,
Ronnie Foster,
Main Source,
the Germs,
Sonic Youth,
Masters at Work,
The Happenings,
Suicide,
The Index,
Skriet,
Gregory Isaacs,
Shuggie Otis,
The Misunderstood,
Theoretical Girls,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Fire Engines,
Vladislav Delay,
Barbara Tucker,
8 Eyed Spy,
Outsiders,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Radiohead,
Nico,
Alton Ellis,
OOIOO,
Bootsy Collins,
Alison Limerick,
Index,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Dawn Penn,
Parry Music,
Erasure, Erasure, Erasure, Erasure.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.