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 Algeria and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The J.B.'s to the funk 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 Gang Gang Dance. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Average White Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Banda Bassotti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Fall,
John Cale,
Banda Bassotti,
Agitation Free,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rakim,
Brothers Johnson,
Mission of Burma,
Eric Dolphy,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Fugs,
The Move,
Tropical Tobacco,
Faust,
Soul II Soul,
Fat Boys,
The Count Five,
Terry Callier,
The Victims,
Glenn Branca,
Dave Gahan,
Magma,
Excepter,
Bad Manners,
The Durutti Column,
Sun City Girls,
Carl Craig,
Sixth Finger,
JFA,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Young Marble Giants,
Fad Gadget,
Bobby Womack,
Unwound,
Ten City,
Fear,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Animal Collective,
Minutemen,
Pole,
Con Funk Shun,
Donald Byrd,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Index,
Zero Boys,
Rotary Connection,
Lalann,
the Human League,
Albert Ayler,
Urselle,
Tomorrow,
Eurythmics,
Moby Grape,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.