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 Tuvalu and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 rhodes 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 Beasts of Bourbon to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All Ajijia Myrayebe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sisters of Mercy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Martian,
China Crisis,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Godley & Creme,
Cecil Taylor,
Swans,
Tommy Roe,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
Brand Nubian,
The Names,
PIL,
Zapp,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Bob Dylan,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
kango's stein massive,
Letta Mbulu,
Derrick Morgan,
Curtis Mayfield,
Yaz,
Ornette Coleman,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Associates,
FM Einheit,
Amon Düül,
The Toasters,
Gang Gang Dance,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Terrestrial Tones,
Eli Mardock,
Rites of Spring,
Camberwell Now,
the Swans,
Zero Boys,
The United States of America,
Pierre Henry,
Kayak,
Gichy Dan,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Marmalade,
U.S. Maple,
Rakim,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joe Smooth,
Chris & Cosey,
Bauhaus,
The Moleskins,
Kurtis Blow,
New York Dolls,
Kaleidoscope,
Boz Scaggs,
Flipper,
Max Romeo,
Blancmange,
Aaron Thompson,
John Foxx,
The Last Poets,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.