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 Albania and from Paris.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 sitar 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Rites of Spring. All the underground hits.
All Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sister Nancy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Motorama,
Thee Headcoats,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Camouflage,
Surgeon,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Dave Clark Five,
Blancmange,
Drexciya,
Wasted Youth,
Marc Almond,
the Sonics,
Neil Young,
Leonard Cohen,
Massinfluence,
Marine Girls,
Junior Murvin,
The New Christs,
Parry Music,
Echospace,
Bobby Sherman,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Crash Course in Science,
Yellowson,
Godley & Creme,
The Knickerbockers,
Sex Pistols,
Lucky Dragons,
The Slackers,
Lower 48,
Desert Stars,
Terry Callier,
The American Breed,
Sexual Harrassment,
Jacob Miller,
Chris Corsano,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Excepter,
Kas Product,
Japan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sällskapet,
Eurythmics,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rites of Spring,
Mantronix,
Liliput,
The Electric Prunes,
The Litter,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Smoke,
Matthew Bourne,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Sonics,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ituana,
The Skatalites,
Scion,
Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone.
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.