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 Chad and from Delhi.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Hong Kong.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Walker Brothers 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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.
All B.T. Express tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eve St. Jones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vladislav Delay record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Modern Lovers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Siglo XX,
Bizarre Inc.,
Fort Wilson Riot,
One Last Wish,
Little Man,
Hashim,
Black Flag,
Ken Boothe,
Marmalade,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Basic Channel,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sparks,
Sight & Sound,
Nik Kershaw,
Mad Mike,
Wasted Youth,
Sonny Sharrock,
Slave,
Warren Ellis,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Severed Heads,
Joe Smooth,
Motorama,
Das Ding,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Maleditus Sound,
The Angels of Light,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Marshall Jefferson,
Agent Orange,
Massinfluence,
Scratch Acid,
Ossler,
Kas Product,
Scion,
Traffic Nightmare,
Audionom,
Thompson Twins,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Lalann,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ultimate Spinach,
Fat Boys,
The Red Krayola,
Scan 7,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Peter and Kerry,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Black Moon,
The Busters,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
New Age Steppers,
Bobby Sherman,
Jesper Dahlback,
Amazonics,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Idris Muhammad,
Zapp,
Mars, Mars, Mars, Mars.
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.