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 Niger and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 organ 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 Lebanon Hanover to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Scratch Acid. All the underground hits.
All Tropical Tobacco tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roger Hodgson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
T. Rex,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Hoover,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Young Marble Giants,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Gang of Four,
The Fortunes,
World's Most,
Theoretical Girls,
Juan Atkins,
Bad Manners,
Von Mondo,
Mo-Dettes,
Cluster,
Swell Maps,
Heaven 17,
Newcleus,
New Age Steppers,
Public Enemy,
Tubeway Army,
The Standells,
Scientists,
The Modern Lovers,
Deadbeat,
Judy Mowatt,
Quantec,
Blake Baxter,
Jacob Miller,
MC5,
Funkadelic,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Delon & Dalcan,
Schoolly D,
The Slackers,
Surgeon,
Brand Nubian,
EPMD,
Unwound,
Qualms,
Aswad,
Zapp,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ornette Coleman,
Fear,
Lou Christie,
The Mojo Men,
The Associates,
Warsaw,
Girls At Our Best!,
Darondo,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Joe Smooth,
The Wake,
Pantaleimon,
Easy Going,
Blossom Toes,
Audionom,
The Zeros,
Gabor Szabo,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Skatalites,
Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket.
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.