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 Liechtenstein and from Spokane.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Delta 5 to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Buckinghams record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
Amazonics,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gang Starr,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
E-Dancer,
Rekid,
Lou Christie,
Bob Dylan,
Glenn Branca,
James White and The Blacks,
Kool Moe Dee,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ornette Coleman,
Loose Ends,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lalann,
In Retrospect,
Siglo XX,
Los Fastidios,
Interpol,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Invisible,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Cybotron,
R.M.O.,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Mad Mike,
Rhythm & Sound,
Anthony Braxton,
Intrusion,
Bobby Sherman,
Organ,
Quando Quango,
Monolake,
Yazoo,
Josef K,
Kerrie Biddell,
Funky Four + One,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Brick,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Fugs,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nas,
The Human League,
Big Daddy Kane,
Wire,
Jeff Lynne,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
New Order,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Danielle Patucci,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Tim Buckley,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bobby Womack,
Popol Vuh,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Skarface,
Fad Gadget,
UT, UT, UT, UT.
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.