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 Slovakia and from Tokyo.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 arpeggiator 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 Kool Moe Dee to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fugazi record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Country Teasers,
Bill Near,
Model 500,
Marmalade,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Move,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Isaac Hayes,
The Knickerbockers,
One Last Wish,
Derrick May,
Nico,
June of 44,
8 Eyed Spy,
Main Source,
EPMD,
In Retrospect,
Kaleidoscope,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lalann,
A Certain Ratio,
Ronan,
Qualms,
Lindisfarne,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lou Reed,
Excepter,
Organ,
Alison Limerick,
Faust,
The Residents,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ituana,
Jesper Dahlback,
Flipper,
Jerry's Kids,
Drive Like Jehu,
Pantaleimon,
the Germs,
Eric B and Rakim,
UT,
Susan Cadogan,
Nirvana,
Nick Fraelich,
the Normal,
The Sound,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Chris & Cosey,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Joensuu 1685,
June Days,
Boogie Down Productions,
Archie Shepp,
Boredoms,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bobby Womack,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
JFA,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.