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 Switzerland and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Porter Ricks to the techno 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Stetsasonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Offenders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Arthur Verocai,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Barracudas,
Pet Shop Boys,
Albert Ayler,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Moebius,
CMW,
The Gories,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Fire Engines,
The Motions,
Groovy Waters,
Connie Case,
The Misunderstood,
Liliput,
Sly & The Family Stone,
X-101,
MDC,
Angry Samoans,
Outsiders,
Interpol,
The Mighty Diamonds,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lalann,
Howard Jones,
Al Stewart,
Heaven 17,
Rufus Thomas,
Barrington Levy,
David McCallum,
Theoretical Girls,
Nils Olav,
Soft Cell,
Skaos,
Gichy Dan,
Eli Mardock,
X-102,
The Victims,
Pylon,
DNA,
Don Cherry,
The Count Five,
the Normal,
OOIOO,
Vladislav Delay,
Camouflage,
Carl Craig,
The Skatalites,
the Fania All-Stars,
Das Ding,
Morten Harket,
Buzzcocks,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Eden Ahbez,
Adolescents,
Quantec,
B.T. Express,
Young Marble Giants,
Marc Almond,
Average White Band,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.