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 Sri Lanka and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Neu! to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Faraquet. All the underground hits.
All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Infiniti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
Sonny Sharrock,
Nils Olav,
CMW,
Inner City,
Janne Schatter,
Brothers Johnson,
The Fuzztones,
Arcadia,
Sun City Girls,
The Monochrome Set,
Dawn Penn,
JFA,
Reuben Wilson,
In Retrospect,
The Smiths,
Leonard Cohen,
Theoretical Girls,
Delta 5,
Audionom,
Au Pairs,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Talk Talk,
The Doors,
Fat Boys,
Echospace,
Hashim,
The Cure,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Sonics,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Joe Smooth,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sällskapet,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sugar Minott,
Wings,
the Association,
the Germs,
Parry Music,
The Slits,
Charles Mingus,
Crash Course in Science,
The Shadows of Knight,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Dead Boys,
UT,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Marine Girls,
Howard Jones,
Sandy B,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Maleditus Sound,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Massinfluence,
Nas,
Morten Harket,
H. Thieme,
The Searchers,
Supertramp,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.