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 Argentina and from Jakarta.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Little Man to the punk 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 The Fortunes. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sound Behaviour record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cowsills,
China Crisis,
Gabor Szabo,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
June Days,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Faust,
Pantaleimon,
Sparks,
Mission of Burma,
Reagan Youth,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
48th St. Collective,
Maleditus Sound,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Leonard Cohen,
Sound Behaviour,
CMW,
Albert Ayler,
The Human League,
Derrick Morgan,
Moebius,
Symarip,
Anakelly,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Tommy Roe,
Loose Ends,
Whodini,
Slave,
Lou Reed,
The Leaves,
The Cure,
MC5,
Q65,
Robert Wyatt,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Michelle Simonal,
Jesper Dahlback,
Amon Düül II,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Johnny Clarke,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Roger Hodgson,
ABC,
Motorama,
Arcadia,
Fugazi,
The Fall,
Nation of Ulysses,
Negative Approach,
Bad Manners,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gerry Rafferty,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Boredoms,
FM Einheit,
Ohio Players,
Jandek,
The Red Krayola,
T. Rex,
The Monks,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.