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 Guinea and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Trumans Water to the rock 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 T.S.O.L.. All the underground hits.
All Simply Red tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siouxsie and the Banshees record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
Trumans Water,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lebanon Hanover,
E-Dancer,
Adolescents,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Fluxion,
Infiniti,
Hashim,
Sandy B,
Scrapy,
Tim Buckley,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Faust,
Panda Bear,
Joe Smooth,
Monks,
the Normal,
Amon Düül,
Maurizio,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mandrill,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Jacob Miller,
Sexual Harrassment,
Pulsallama,
Eric B and Rakim,
John Foxx,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Eurythmics,
The Remains,
The Barracudas,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Byron Stingily,
Agent Orange,
Rod Modell,
The Victims,
Dark Day,
Sugar Minott,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Birthday Party,
Moss Icon,
The Electric Prunes,
Y Pants,
Scratch Acid,
Danielle Patucci,
Liliput,
Joyce Sims,
Jesper Dahlback,
Flipper,
Lyres,
Can,
Robert Wyatt,
Sonny Sharrock,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
LL Cool J,
Letta Mbulu,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.