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 Paraguay and from Accra.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Magazine 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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Ajijia Myrayebe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every This Heat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cheater Slicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dark Day,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Minnie Riperton,
Eurythmics,
Nas,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Basic Channel,
Animal Collective,
cv313,
Smog,
Index,
The Smoke,
Marshall Jefferson,
Frankie Knuckles,
E-Dancer,
Al Stewart,
Bizarre Inc.,
Drexciya,
The Fortunes,
Black Flag,
Sugar Minott,
Television,
The Mummies,
Skriet,
Cameo,
The Dirtbombs,
The Standells,
The Cosmic Jokers,
One Last Wish,
Leonard Cohen,
Danielle Patucci,
Grauzone,
Reagan Youth,
Trumans Water,
Sex Pistols,
Fela Kuti,
Saccharine Trust,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ten City,
K-Klass,
Lyres,
The Doors,
Scion,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Soulsonic Force,
Minny Pops,
In Retrospect,
OOIOO,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Electric Prunes,
The Human League,
Henry Cow,
Gong,
Banda Bassotti,
Nik Kershaw,
Patti Smith,
Stetsasonic,
Harmonia,
Sister Nancy,
Isaac Hayes,
Agitation Free,
Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp, Archie Shepp.
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.