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 Liechtenstein and from Glasgow.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 synthesizer 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 Ponytail to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sonny Sharrock. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
The Young Rascals,
Hoover,
cv313,
The Blues Magoos,
Sam Rivers,
The Fuzztones,
Kaleidoscope,
The Motions,
Fatback Band,
Boogie Down Productions,
Animal Collective,
Little Man,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Sonics,
Radio Birdman,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
K-Klass,
Guru Guru,
Joe Smooth,
Depeche Mode,
The Last Poets,
Shoche,
Glambeats Corp.,
Jandek,
Ultimate Spinach,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bobby Sherman,
KRS-One,
Aloha Tigers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Mr. Review,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Masters at Work,
Dead Boys,
Vainqueur,
David Axelrod,
Joensuu 1685,
Eric B and Rakim,
Massinfluence,
One Last Wish,
Panda Bear,
Radiohead,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Pretty Things,
Anakelly,
The Grass Roots,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Procol Harum,
June of 44,
Donny Hathaway,
The Stooges,
Clear Light,
Rapeman,
Bill Wells,
Sonic Youth,
Sugar Minott,
Mark Hollis,
Bill Near,
Swans,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.