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 Palau and from Tehran.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Interpol to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Average White Band. All the underground hits.
All DJ Style tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sam Rivers,
Mad Mike,
The Gap Band,
The Litter,
Saccharine Trust,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bill Near,
The Stooges,
Deepchord,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Organ,
The Searchers,
Juan Atkins,
Peter and Kerry,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ice-T,
T.S.O.L.,
Underground Resistance,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Walker Brothers,
Soft Machine,
Gastr Del Sol,
Wolf Eyes,
Marvin Gaye,
Fluxion,
Davy DMX,
Slick Rick,
The Fortunes,
10cc,
Lower 48,
Half Japanese,
Avey Tare,
Cluster,
Stiv Bators,
Tomorrow,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Knickerbockers,
Q65,
Pagans,
Scrapy,
Jawbox,
The Doors,
Hot Snakes,
Blossom Toes,
The Fugs,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Durutti Column,
Deadbeat,
Al Stewart,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Anthony Braxton,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Toasters,
These Immortal Souls,
Quadrant,
Soul Sonic Force,
Stockholm Monsters,
Wire,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Alphaville,
The Trojans,
The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five.
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.