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 Uzbekistan and from Portland.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba 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 T. Rex to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All The Birthday Party tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Clear Light 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
UT,
The Evens,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Grass Roots,
The Barracudas,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Camberwell Now,
Maurizio,
Pylon,
Funkadelic,
Kerrie Biddell,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jesper Dahlback,
Metal Thangz,
Can,
OOIOO,
Essential Logic,
Mo-Dettes,
Joyce Sims,
Godley & Creme,
Shuggie Otis,
Babytalk,
Gang Starr,
The Searchers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Wire,
Hasil Adkins,
The Fall,
Black Moon,
Dead Boys,
Tommy Roe,
Loose Ends,
Pantaleimon,
Khruangbin,
Mark Hollis,
Robert Görl,
Anakelly,
H. Thieme,
The J.B.'s,
Masters at Work,
The Black Dice,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Niagra,
the Fania All-Stars,
Quantec,
Jacques Brel,
The United States of America,
Marc Almond,
The Mojo Men,
Tomorrow,
This Heat,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Barbara Tucker,
Minny Pops,
Pere Ubu,
Dave Gahan,
Eli Mardock,
The Mummies,
Saccharine Trust,
Porter Ricks,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.