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 Malawi and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Gregory Isaacs to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Raincoats 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young & Crazy Horse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The J.B.'s,
Max Romeo,
The Raincoats,
Deadbeat,
LL Cool J,
Brand Nubian,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Supertramp,
Dave Gahan,
Infiniti,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
L. Decosne,
Subhumans,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Slackers,
Sonic Youth,
Kaleidoscope,
Donald Byrd,
The Music Machine,
X-102,
Ludus,
PIL,
Yusef Lateef,
Jimmy McGriff,
Angry Samoans,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jerry's Kids,
The Leaves,
Oneida,
Pharoah Sanders,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ornette Coleman,
Lebanon Hanover,
Colin Newman,
Joe Smooth,
David McCallum,
Pulsallama,
Magazine,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ten City,
Essential Logic,
Rotary Connection,
New Age Steppers,
Suicide,
The Wake,
Easy Going,
The Dirtbombs,
Stockholm Monsters,
Animal Collective,
Yellowson,
Tom Boy,
Sister Nancy,
The Litter,
Aswad,
Robert Hood,
Sound Behaviour,
48th St. Collective,
Monolake, Monolake, Monolake, Monolake.
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.