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 Tunisia and from Tokyo.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra to the grunge 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All Eyeless In Gaza tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobbi Humphrey record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moebius record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ludus,
The Gap Band,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Neil Young,
Boz Scaggs,
Eric B and Rakim,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sixth Finger,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Mr. Review,
Iggy Pop,
Minutemen,
Malaria!,
The Young Rascals,
Minnie Riperton,
Pierre Henry,
Alton Ellis,
Chris & Cosey,
the Fania All-Stars,
Jawbox,
Frankie Knuckles,
a-ha,
Jacob Miller,
the Germs,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sonic Youth,
The Cure,
The Sound,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Cluster,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Pretty Things,
Nico,
Bad Manners,
KRS-One,
Jacques Brel,
PIL,
the Slits,
Fela Kuti,
Anakelly,
China Crisis,
Sällskapet,
Pussy Galore,
Minor Threat,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Black Dice,
OOIOO,
The Birthday Party,
The Five Americans,
Scott Walker,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Roxy Music,
Suburban Knight,
Dennis Brown,
Todd Rundgren,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Procol Harum,
Alison Limerick,
The Names,
Brand Nubian,
Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson.
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.