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 Sudan and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Spandau Ballet to the rock 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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Graham Central Station tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Smog record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Metal Thangz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
Yusef Lateef,
The J.B.'s,
T.S.O.L.,
Excepter,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Scion,
Iggy Pop,
Flash Fearless,
Shuggie Otis,
Soul II Soul,
Zapp,
Nick Fraelich,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Morten Harket,
John Holt,
Dawn Penn,
Tim Buckley,
Grandmaster Flash,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
FM Einheit,
Fatback Band,
Blossom Toes,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Mummies,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jeru the Damaja,
Juan Atkins,
Hoover,
Vainqueur,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Aswad,
Blake Baxter,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pylon,
Clear Light,
Popol Vuh,
Nils Olav,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Evens,
Moby Grape,
Amazonics,
Agitation Free,
Marc Almond,
Aaron Thompson,
Marshall Jefferson,
Hasil Adkins,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Vogues,
Thee Headcoats,
Bad Manners,
Johnny Osbourne,
Reagan Youth,
PIL,
Laurel Aitken,
Tomorrow,
Country Teasers,
The Young Rascals,
Stockholm Monsters,
Symarip,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.