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 Nicaragua and from New York.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Con Funk Shun to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott Heron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funkadelic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flamin' Groovies,
Donald Byrd,
Porter Ricks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Slackers,
Byron Stingily,
Joy Division,
Swans,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lou Reed,
The Skatalites,
T. Rex,
Rapeman,
The Remains,
Warren Ellis,
Circle Jerks,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Techniques,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kerrie Biddell,
One Last Wish,
Mary Jane Girls,
Moby Grape,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Birthday Party,
Toni Rubio,
Freddie Wadling,
Lucky Dragons,
Slick Rick,
Grey Daturas,
Gregory Isaacs,
the Association,
Guru Guru,
Inner City,
Main Source,
ABC,
Charles Mingus,
The Tremeloes,
Minutemen,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Desert Stars,
Sonic Youth,
Funky Four + One,
Minnie Riperton,
Gabor Szabo,
Gerry Rafferty,
Alison Limerick,
Jeru the Damaja,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Nico,
David McCallum,
Franke,
Infiniti,
Rites of Spring,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Archie Shepp,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Moleskins,
Sällskapet,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.