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 Turkmenistan 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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Bad Manners to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Clear Light. All the underground hits.
All New Age Steppers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Camouflage,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Flamin' Groovies,
Blancmange,
Television Personalities,
Stiv Bators,
Warren Ellis,
Mission of Burma,
Circle Jerks,
The Saints,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Moss Icon,
Bang On A Can,
Sight & Sound,
The Victims,
The Fugs,
Quantec,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Althea and Donna,
The Barracudas,
Chris & Cosey,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Tres Demented,
The Raincoats,
Sparks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Curtis Mayfield,
Donny Hathaway,
Godley & Creme,
Gang Green,
Gabor Szabo,
X-101,
Wally Richardson,
Fugazi,
Country Teasers,
The Sonics,
Funkadelic,
Stereo Dub,
Peter & Gordon,
Gang Starr,
The Slackers,
Derrick Morgan,
Pierre Henry,
Aaron Thompson,
Public Image Ltd.,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Monks,
David Axelrod,
Fifty Foot Hose,
John Coltrane,
The Trojans,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Cameo,
Roy Ayers,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Index,
Barclay James Harvest,
Harpers Bizarre,
Boogie Down Productions,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.