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 Mauritania and from Salvador.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
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 MDC to the punk 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 The Selecter. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sällskapet 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Don Cherry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
LL Cool J,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Loose Ends,
Barclay James Harvest,
Fad Gadget,
Ponytail,
The Walker Brothers,
Rufus Thomas,
Todd Rundgren,
L. Decosne,
Popol Vuh,
Soft Machine,
Erasure,
MDC,
Brand Nubian,
Tommy Roe,
Rapeman,
The Evens,
Charles Mingus,
Kayak,
Johnny Clarke,
Josef K,
Magma,
Flipper,
Joyce Sims,
The Index,
the Swans,
La Düsseldorf,
The Music Machine,
Visage,
Fela Kuti,
Sex Pistols,
Rhythm & Sound,
Godley & Creme,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Little Man,
Hashim,
Motorama,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Cure,
Bobby Sherman,
X-Ray Spex,
CMW,
Al Stewart,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Vogues,
Japan,
Amon Düül,
Silicon Teens,
Negative Approach,
Nik Kershaw,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Chrome,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Peter & Gordon,
Outsiders,
Von Mondo,
Fear,
Bauhaus,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Buzzcocks,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.