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 Australia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Copenhagen.
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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Gong to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Silicon Teens. All the underground hits.
All Skaos 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 electroclash 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 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Camberwell Now,
Marmalade,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gerry Rafferty,
Marvin Gaye,
Pulsallama,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Steve Hackett,
Todd Terry,
The Young Rascals,
Simply Red,
The Monks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Mars,
Arab on Radar,
Outsiders,
Brass Construction,
Sparks,
Hardrive,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Dennis Brown,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Minnie Riperton,
Shoche,
FM Einheit,
Gichy Dan,
E-Dancer,
Agent Orange,
Funkadelic,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Mantronix,
Ossler,
The Music Machine,
Soul II Soul,
The Moody Blues,
Bronski Beat,
Unrelated Segments,
The New Christs,
Harpers Bizarre,
Jeru the Damaja,
Animal Collective,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lucky Dragons,
Alton Ellis,
Skriet,
Cybotron,
Michelle Simonal,
Los Fastidios,
Bluetip,
The Grass Roots,
Peter and Kerry,
Davy DMX,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
New York Dolls,
Freddie Wadling,
Ponytail,
Magma,
The Blackbyrds,
Yaz, Yaz, Yaz, Yaz.
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.