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 Mongolia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Toronto.
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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Con Funk Shun to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Arab on Radar. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx 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 güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agent Orange,
Banda Bassotti,
Darondo,
Icehouse,
Joyce Sims,
Jeru the Damaja,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Pere Ubu,
Ken Boothe,
Can,
Kevin Saunderson,
Graham Central Station,
Sarah Menescal,
Heaven 17,
The Fire Engines,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Dead Boys,
Suburban Knight,
Jandek,
Symarip,
John Lydon,
The Flesh Eaters,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Young Rascals,
Leonard Cohen,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Neil Young,
Ponytail,
David Bowie,
DNA,
Urselle,
AZ,
Althea and Donna,
Camberwell Now,
Blossom Toes,
June Days,
Agitation Free,
the Association,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Moby Grape,
Organ,
Glambeats Corp.,
Rotary Connection,
Henry Cow,
Wolf Eyes,
Brass Construction,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Hasil Adkins,
the Human League,
Moebius,
New Age Steppers,
The Trojans,
Joy Division,
The Real Kids,
Delon & Dalcan,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
UT,
Silicon Teens,
Shuggie Otis,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.