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 Syria and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Leaves to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sight & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Curtis Mayfield tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Detroit Cobras 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 spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mark Hollis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Beau Brummels,
The Index,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Motions,
These Immortal Souls,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Happenings,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Walker Brothers,
David Bowie,
R.M.O.,
June of 44,
Public Image Ltd.,
Aloha Tigers,
Chris & Cosey,
Outsiders,
The Zeros,
Rod Modell,
Brand Nubian,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Barracudas,
Mantronix,
Jimmy McGriff,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
OOIOO,
KRS-One,
L. Decosne,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
New Order,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dennis Brown,
Mr. Review,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Archie Shepp,
The Raincoats,
Wally Richardson,
Jandek,
Section 25,
The Blues Magoos,
Warren Ellis,
Eddi Front,
Vainqueur,
Gerry Rafferty,
Aural Exciters,
Rites of Spring,
B.T. Express,
Second Layer,
Sound Behaviour,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Nas,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sister Nancy,
Throbbing Gristle,
Yellowson,
Camouflage,
Eve St. Jones,
Dark Day,
Sixth Finger,
Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.
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.