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 Armenia and from Lyon.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Max Romeo to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu. All the underground hits.
All Nation of Ulysses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Con Funk Shun record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
The Motions,
Public Enemy,
Donny Hathaway,
Rufus Thomas,
Kayak,
The Searchers,
Nirvana,
Electric Prunes,
a-ha,
Funky Four + One,
The Human League,
Organ,
The United States of America,
Scratch Acid,
The Moody Blues,
The Moleskins,
Amon Düül II,
Dual Sessions,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
CMW,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Misunderstood,
The Smoke,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Wings,
Clear Light,
Main Source,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Aaron Thompson,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Stooges,
Letta Mbulu,
Livin' Joy,
Panda Bear,
Essential Logic,
Warren Ellis,
Massinfluence,
Skriet,
The Selecter,
Model 500,
Jacob Miller,
Eli Mardock,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gang Gang Dance,
Swell Maps,
Ralphi Rosario,
Animal Collective,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Leaves,
X-Ray Spex,
Newcleus,
B.T. Express,
Guru Guru,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Groovy Waters,
Flipper,
The Five Americans,
The Happenings,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Names,
Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland.
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.