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 Denmark and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 güiro 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 Lee Hazlewood to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Laurel Aitken. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pierre Henry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Metal Thangz,
The Selecter,
Eden Ahbez,
T.S.O.L.,
Isaac Hayes,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Cameo,
Idris Muhammad,
Lou Christie,
The Cure,
Curtis Mayfield,
Camberwell Now,
Moss Icon,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Whodini,
Scratch Acid,
June Days,
Parry Music,
Visage,
Crash Course in Science,
Pagans,
Smog,
Gregory Isaacs,
PIL,
Q and Not U,
Blossom Toes,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Agent Orange,
China Crisis,
Swell Maps,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Birthday Party,
Urselle,
Sarah Menescal,
The Gories,
Ten City,
Slick Rick,
One Last Wish,
Popol Vuh,
The Gap Band,
La Düsseldorf,
Rhythm & Sound,
Inner City,
L. Decosne,
Flash Fearless,
The Five Americans,
Cybotron,
The Alarm Clocks,
Marcia Griffiths,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pantaleimon,
The Tremeloes,
Jimmy McGriff,
Procol Harum,
Joe Finger,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Los Fastidios,
Hashim,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Names,
Can,
Lee Hazlewood,
Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt.
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.