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 Andorra and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 clarinet 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 The Motions to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Kerri Chandler. All the underground hits.
All Brothers Johnson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alison Limerick 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sandy B record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Colin Newman,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Television Personalities,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Jacob Miller,
Niagra,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Agitation Free,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gerry Rafferty,
Television,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Visage,
Agent Orange,
The Alarm Clocks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Victims,
Cal Tjader,
Franke,
Sound Behaviour,
The J.B.'s,
Aaron Thompson,
Motorama,
KRS-One,
The Leaves,
UT,
Davy DMX,
Alphaville,
Animal Collective,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
D'Angelo,
Audionom,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Vladislav Delay,
The Gories,
Popol Vuh,
Marmalade,
Terry Callier,
Eli Mardock,
Todd Terry,
Piero Umiliani,
Scion,
Echospace,
Suicide,
Tim Buckley,
The Neon Judgement,
New Age Steppers,
Pulsallama,
Traffic Nightmare,
Janne Schatter,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Pussy Galore,
Average White Band,
Pere Ubu,
The Human League,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Walker Brothers,
Alison Limerick,
Pierre Henry,
Country Teasers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.