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 Philippines and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Pretty Things to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux. All the underground hits.
All Fort Wilson Riot tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young & Crazy Horse 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dead Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stiv Bators,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Harmonia,
The Martian,
Lucky Dragons,
The Happenings,
Joensuu 1685,
The Offenders,
Guru Guru,
Black Moon,
The Velvet Underground,
The Pop Group,
EPMD,
The Misunderstood,
Laurel Aitken,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Curtis Mayfield,
Skaos,
Zero Boys,
Crash Course in Science,
Iggy Pop,
Sällskapet,
Alison Limerick,
Robert Wyatt,
Bootsy Collins,
The United States of America,
The Residents,
Underground Resistance,
Unwound,
The Cure,
Leonard Cohen,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Spoonie Gee,
OOIOO,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gang Starr,
Organ,
The Fall,
KRS-One,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gregory Isaacs,
Roxy Music,
The Neon Judgement,
Prince Buster,
Cameo,
Television Personalities,
Crime,
The Monochrome Set,
H. Thieme,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Searchers,
Sun City Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Aural Exciters,
Isaac Hayes,
Delta 5,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ultimate Spinach,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.