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 Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 marimba 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 Archie Shepp to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Erasure,
Procol Harum,
Mantronix,
The Durutti Column,
Jeff Mills,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Spoonie Gee,
Make Up,
John Foxx,
Minnie Riperton,
Adolescents,
10cc,
Jerry Gold Smith,
DJ Sneak,
June Days,
The Doors,
Warren Ellis,
Ludus,
Simply Red,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Cramps,
Roger Hodgson,
Sex Pistols,
Barry Ungar,
Duran Duran,
John Lydon,
Vladislav Delay,
Camberwell Now,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Matthew Halsall,
Faust,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
La Düsseldorf,
Hasil Adkins,
Porter Ricks,
Peter & Gordon,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Cure,
Bronski Beat,
Alice Coltrane,
Malaria!,
The Toasters,
The Dave Clark Five,
Robert Hood,
Moebius,
Amon Düül II,
Laurel Aitken,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Wolf Eyes,
Zapp,
Reagan Youth,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Patti Smith,
Scrapy,
Radiohead,
The Barracudas,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.