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 Andorra and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 organ 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 Pharoah Sanders to the disco 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 Black Flag. All the underground hits.
All Tubeway Army tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a EPMD record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tres Demented,
Mars,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Qualms,
Television Personalities,
Electric Prunes,
Flamin' Groovies,
Henry Cow,
Sugar Minott,
The Walker Brothers,
Gong,
Silicon Teens,
Mandrill,
Pharoah Sanders,
Big Daddy Kane,
KRS-One,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Minutemen,
Aswad,
Eurythmics,
Skaos,
Be Bop Deluxe,
DJ Style,
Sex Pistols,
L. Decosne,
T. Rex,
10cc,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Monolake,
The Standells,
The Fire Engines,
It's A Beautiful Day,
La Düsseldorf,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Cure,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rekid,
Minny Pops,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Grauzone,
Can,
Camouflage,
Ice-T,
Dual Sessions,
June Days,
Jimmy McGriff,
Warsaw,
Roxy Music,
Dead Boys,
The Techniques,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The American Breed,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Blackbyrds,
Carl Craig,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Sound,
Graham Central Station,
The Human League,
Lucky Dragons,
Model 500,
John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane.
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.