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 Sweden and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 The Searchers to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Erykah Badu. All the underground hits.
All The Pretty Things tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boz Scaggs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Audionom,
the Slits,
KRS-One,
a-ha,
Ice-T,
Slave,
Charles Mingus,
Mandrill,
Eddi Front,
Marvin Gaye,
Simply Red,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Aswad,
Susan Cadogan,
Prince Buster,
Urselle,
the Human League,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Radio Birdman,
Buzzcocks,
Rosa Yemen,
The Walker Brothers,
John Foxx,
Make Up,
Lightning Bolt,
Bad Manners,
Pantytec,
Adolescents,
Crispian St. Peters,
Minutemen,
Quantec,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Slick Rick,
Delta 5,
Mark Hollis,
Rotary Connection,
Soft Cell,
The Red Krayola,
D'Angelo,
The Evens,
David McCallum,
Silicon Teens,
Half Japanese,
Moebius,
Gong,
The Five Americans,
Spandau Ballet,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Smiths,
Robert Wyatt,
DJ Sneak,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Star Department,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Surgeon,
The Zeros,
The Searchers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bobby Byrd,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.