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 Iceland and from Houston.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Excepter to the jazz 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 Lee Hazlewood. All the underground hits.
All Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zapp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siouxsie and the Banshees record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
Vladislav Delay,
KRS-One,
Eric Dolphy,
The Slits,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Boz Scaggs,
Sam Rivers,
Alice Coltrane,
Nas,
Niagra,
Electric Prunes,
Bootsy Collins,
The Doobie Brothers,
Parry Music,
Lalo Schifrin,
Iggy Pop,
10cc,
Kurtis Blow,
In Retrospect,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Masters at Work,
Stiv Bators,
The Raincoats,
cv313,
Main Source,
Technova,
Joey Negro,
Freddie Wadling,
The Black Dice,
Frankie Knuckles,
Scrapy,
R.M.O.,
the Slits,
Robert Görl,
Q and Not U,
Leonard Cohen,
Quando Quango,
The Electric Prunes,
Funkadelic,
Morten Harket,
Monolake,
Television,
The Busters,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Magma,
Scientists,
Sight & Sound,
The Wake,
Terry Callier,
Steve Hackett,
Y Pants,
Kerri Chandler,
Marcia Griffiths,
Camberwell Now,
The Red Krayola,
Second Layer,
Glenn Branca,
Funky Four + One,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Dirtbombs,
Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow.
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.