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 Sudan and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 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 Siglo XX to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bronski Beat,
Swell Maps,
New Age Steppers,
Section 25,
Model 500,
DJ Style,
Au Pairs,
Neu!,
Eve St. Jones,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Smog,
The Trojans,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
KRS-One,
Interpol,
Yellowson,
June Days,
Procol Harum,
Sight & Sound,
Gabor Szabo,
Barclay James Harvest,
Maleditus Sound,
Scrapy,
Lee Hazlewood,
Michelle Simonal,
Youth Brigade,
Jawbox,
Black Sheep,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bobby Sherman,
Reagan Youth,
Cecil Taylor,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sam Rivers,
Gang Starr,
Trumans Water,
Ludus,
The Dave Clark Five,
Mr. Review,
Marc Almond,
Henry Cow,
Sällskapet,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Black Flag,
Amazonics,
Mark Hollis,
Skriet,
Grandmaster Flash,
Cymande,
The Cowsills,
Althea and Donna,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ohio Players,
Depeche Mode,
AZ,
Jeru the Damaja,
Peter and Kerry,
Parry Music,
Colin Newman,
Morten Harket,
Roxette, Roxette, Roxette, Roxette.
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.