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 Afghanistan and from Taipei.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Masters at Work to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Todd Terry. All the underground hits.
All Boredoms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Moon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Five Americans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dorothy Ashby,
The Dirtbombs,
Boredoms,
Grandmaster Flash,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Nico,
Second Layer,
Barclay James Harvest,
Matthew Bourne,
The Skatalites,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ten City,
Guru Guru,
10cc,
The Motions,
The Velvet Underground,
Cameo,
Bill Wells,
Theoretical Girls,
The Walker Brothers,
Rufus Thomas,
DJ Sneak,
Blancmange,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Porter Ricks,
Ituana,
Roy Ayers,
The Fugs,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bush Tetras,
Minor Threat,
A Certain Ratio,
Symarip,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
T.S.O.L.,
F. McDonald,
Chris Corsano,
The Busters,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Motorama,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
John Holt,
Max Romeo,
The Kinks,
the Swans,
The Litter,
Soul II Soul,
The Cowsills,
Arab on Radar,
Visage,
June of 44,
Marcia Griffiths,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gabor Szabo,
Pylon,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Swell Maps,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.