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 Namibia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 London and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Donald Fagen 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 Japan to the punk 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew. All the underground hits.
All This Heat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Red Lorry Yellow Lorry 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 a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Derrick May,
FM Einheit,
Drexciya,
Andrew Hill,
Idris Muhammad,
Bronski Beat,
10cc,
Kaleidoscope,
DJ Style,
Eric Dolphy,
Groovy Waters,
Neil Young,
Rod Modell,
Iggy Pop,
Duran Duran,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Rapeman,
Inner City,
Franke,
Crime,
Drive Like Jehu,
Eve St. Jones,
Skriet,
The Monochrome Set,
Unrelated Segments,
Throbbing Gristle,
Quantec,
Kenny Larkin,
The Five Americans,
Black Sheep,
Whodini,
Flamin' Groovies,
Quadrant,
JFA,
Maleditus Sound,
Joe Finger,
Sparks,
the Bar-Kays,
Bad Manners,
Fatback Band,
Todd Terry,
Roger Hodgson,
The Smoke,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Visage,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Names,
Toni Rubio,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Rekid,
Morten Harket,
The Flesh Eaters,
Howard Jones,
Ultravox,
China Crisis,
Kerri Chandler,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Niagra,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.