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 South Sudan and from Columbus.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 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 Harmonia to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gian Franco Pienzio. All the underground hits.
All Motorama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Howard Jones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fifty Foot Hose record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Boredoms,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Pretty Things,
Blossom Toes,
Crime,
Amazonics,
Bluetip,
Cymande,
Bauhaus,
John Holt,
Alice Coltrane,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lakeside,
Fear,
Roy Ayers,
Y Pants,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Clear Light,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lightning Bolt,
Bizarre Inc.,
Derrick May,
Big Daddy Kane,
Yusef Lateef,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Music Machine,
The Associates,
Ludus,
Stiv Bators,
Lower 48,
The Dead C,
Parry Music,
The Slits,
Make Up,
Janne Schatter,
June Days,
The Fire Engines,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Technova,
Jacob Miller,
The Martian,
John Lydon,
Flash Fearless,
Pagans,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
10cc,
Black Flag,
Gang of Four,
Darondo,
Bobby Womack,
Camberwell Now,
Dawn Penn,
The Dave Clark Five,
Donny Hathaway,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
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.