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 Cape Verde and from Cairo.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 L. Decosne to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Boz Scaggs. All the underground hits.
All Pagans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gladiators record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Procol Harum,
T.S.O.L.,
Make Up,
Joyce Sims,
Dave Gahan,
Barrington Levy,
Das Ding,
Eli Mardock,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Adolescents,
Tears for Fears,
Scion,
The Motions,
48th St. Collective,
Mr. Review,
Newcleus,
Khruangbin,
Janne Schatter,
The Leaves,
Charles Mingus,
Susan Cadogan,
Essential Logic,
Big Daddy Kane,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Black Moon,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Mad Mike,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Crooked Eye,
Radiohead,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Flipper,
Amon Düül,
Marshall Jefferson,
T. Rex,
Brick,
Blossom Toes,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bob Dylan,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ultimate Spinach,
Hasil Adkins,
Panda Bear,
Average White Band,
Mandrill,
Gabor Szabo,
The Cowsills,
Wally Richardson,
Schoolly D,
Organ,
Joy Division,
Letta Mbulu,
Quando Quango,
Rod Modell,
Altered Images,
Gregory Isaacs,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
X-102,
The Skatalites,
Slave,
Porter Ricks,
Traffic Nightmare,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.