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 Tanzania and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in 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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 sitar 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 Yellowson to the funk 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 Whodini. All the underground hits.
All the Normal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Angels of Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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?
JFA,
The Saints,
Sonic Youth,
Don Cherry,
Gang Green,
Audionom,
The Buckinghams,
Hasil Adkins,
Jacob Miller,
Josef K,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Traffic Nightmare,
Avey Tare,
Lungfish,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Camouflage,
The Dave Clark Five,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Slackers,
Saccharine Trust,
Little Man,
Hashim,
H. Thieme,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Pantytec,
Funkadelic,
Ludus,
New Age Steppers,
The Golliwogs,
Delta 5,
Fluxion,
Brick,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Alison Limerick,
The Smiths,
Gong,
Scrapy,
The Walker Brothers,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Yaz,
Sun Ra,
The Gories,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Yazoo,
Model 500,
Babytalk,
Slick Rick,
Liliput,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Patti Smith,
Sun City Girls,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Standells,
Yusef Lateef,
Gabor Szabo,
Goldenarms,
Bill Near,
The Motions,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Knickerbockers,
Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman.
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.