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 Sweden and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Schoolly D to the rock 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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Silicon Teens 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes 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 mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
Janne Schatter,
Steve Hackett,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Wire,
Cluster,
Bob Dylan,
Crime,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jawbox,
Stetsasonic,
Zero Boys,
Duran Duran,
The Last Poets,
the Germs,
Suburban Knight,
Mark Hollis,
Smog,
Eric B and Rakim,
Rakim,
Lalann,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Clear Light,
Anthony Braxton,
U.S. Maple,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Big Daddy Kane,
Robert Hood,
Bizarre Inc.,
Freddie Wadling,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lucky Dragons,
Ten City,
The Raincoats,
Lou Reed,
kango's stein massive,
The Gun Club,
Stereo Dub,
Fela Kuti,
Howard Jones,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Leonard Cohen,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Buckinghams,
Trumans Water,
The Dead C,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Letta Mbulu,
The Smiths,
Altered Images,
Girls At Our Best!,
Drexciya,
The Velvet Underground,
Colin Newman,
Babytalk,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Curtis Mayfield,
Mad Mike,
The Toasters,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.