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 China and from Winnipeg.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the oboe 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 Patti Smith to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Royal Family And The Poor. All the underground hits.
All Boogie Down Productions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rahsaan Roland Kirk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-101 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Altered Images,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rosa Yemen,
Siglo XX,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Blossom Toes,
Blancmange,
Electric Prunes,
The Wake,
Lalo Schifrin,
Tears for Fears,
The Misunderstood,
Sight & Sound,
Kayak,
Negative Approach,
Interpol,
Panda Bear,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Quantec,
Vainqueur,
X-101,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Eurythmics,
Half Japanese,
Derrick May,
Bob Dylan,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Mummies,
James White and The Blacks,
Eve St. Jones,
Sun Ra,
The Happenings,
Soul II Soul,
Brothers Johnson,
Arthur Verocai,
Adolescents,
LL Cool J,
Guru Guru,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rakim,
Minnie Riperton,
Jacob Miller,
F. McDonald,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Alarm Clocks,
Excepter,
8 Eyed Spy,
Alison Limerick,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Associates,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Soft Cell,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lungfish,
The Pop Group,
Fatback Band,
Erykah Badu,
Soft Machine,
Thompson Twins,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.