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 Germany and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Tokyo.
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 chamberlin 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 Smog to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Brass Construction. All the underground hits.
All Arab on Radar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Association record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pylon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sandy B,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Rotary Connection,
Bush Tetras,
Lindisfarne,
The Residents,
Neu!,
The Smiths,
Mary Jane Girls,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Moody Blues,
Ronan,
Sparks,
Fluxion,
Brand Nubian,
Spoonie Gee,
Reuben Wilson,
Kenny Larkin,
Metal Thangz,
Marc Almond,
Mandrill,
Gastr Del Sol,
Cameo,
Joyce Sims,
Oneida,
T. Rex,
Don Cherry,
Hasil Adkins,
Wings,
The Blues Magoos,
Robert Görl,
The Gladiators,
Half Japanese,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Stooges,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sound Behaviour,
Jacob Miller,
Ultimate Spinach,
Johnny Clarke,
Marine Girls,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Normal,
Toni Rubio,
Fatback Band,
The Slits,
In Retrospect,
Delta 5,
Bobby Womack,
Bluetip,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
John Lydon,
Tears for Fears,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Tremeloes,
E-Dancer,
Patti Smith,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Arcadia,
Sugar Minott,
Vainqueur,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.
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.