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 Greece and from Beijing.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Magma to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Cure. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gerry Rafferty record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Sheep record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Velvet Underground,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Moby Grape,
Nas,
Duran Duran,
The Victims,
Mad Mike,
ABC,
Mo-Dettes,
Brand Nubian,
Idris Muhammad,
The Pretty Things,
Alice Coltrane,
Fela Kuti,
DNA,
the Soft Cell,
Ponytail,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Vladislav Delay,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Juan Atkins,
Rufus Thomas,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lee Hazlewood,
Robert Wyatt,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bill Near,
Eve St. Jones,
Dave Gahan,
Lucky Dragons,
Arthur Verocai,
AZ,
Gastr Del Sol,
Peter and Kerry,
Sonic Youth,
Loose Ends,
8 Eyed Spy,
Al Stewart,
PIL,
Qualms,
Harmonia,
Tubeway Army,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Funky Four + One,
Fugazi,
Piero Umiliani,
Minnie Riperton,
The Seeds,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Quadrant,
The Golliwogs,
The Grass Roots,
Kurtis Blow,
The Names,
Motorama, Motorama, Motorama, Motorama.
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.