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 Liberia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Kinks to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Cowsills. All the underground hits.
All Saccharine Trust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Bar-Kays 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Raincoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Connie Case,
The Doors,
The Cure,
Jeff Mills,
Camberwell Now,
Fad Gadget,
The Leaves,
The Dave Clark Five,
Quando Quango,
Mantronix,
Smog,
Silicon Teens,
Kerri Chandler,
the Human League,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Roger Hodgson,
OOIOO,
Lou Reed,
Rites of Spring,
Rotary Connection,
Nils Olav,
Heaven 17,
Yusef Lateef,
The Misunderstood,
Bluetip,
Drive Like Jehu,
Thompson Twins,
Goldenarms,
Johnny Clarke,
Eden Ahbez,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Pole,
Bush Tetras,
Con Funk Shun,
Arthur Verocai,
Tres Demented,
Robert Wyatt,
Alphaville,
Franke,
Marvin Gaye,
F. McDonald,
Cheater Slicks,
Agitation Free,
Aswad,
MC5,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Livin' Joy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sparks,
Dark Day,
Flipper,
Sun Ra,
Joensuu 1685,
Grey Daturas,
Negative Approach,
World's Most,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Standells,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers.
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.