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 Italy and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 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 In Retrospect to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Gang Gang Dance. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rekid 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Make Up record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doors,
Robert Wyatt,
Reuben Wilson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sonic Youth,
Robert Hood,
cv313,
The Slits,
The Fall,
Public Enemy,
The American Breed,
Banda Bassotti,
Vainqueur,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Angels of Light,
Joe Smooth,
Qualms,
Minor Threat,
Wally Richardson,
Man Eating Sloth,
Soulsonic Force,
Royal Trux,
Leonard Cohen,
Grey Daturas,
Country Teasers,
The Star Department,
Pere Ubu,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Todd Terry,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Michelle Simonal,
Eyeless In Gaza,
World's Most,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
X-101,
The Standells,
Ohio Players,
Davy DMX,
Visage,
10cc,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Scan 7,
Mark Hollis,
Ossler,
Curtis Mayfield,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Robert Görl,
Surgeon,
Throbbing Gristle,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Fela Kuti,
The Blues Magoos,
The Walker Brothers,
Magma,
The Martian,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Moody Blues,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Young Rascals,
Index,
Rekid, Rekid, Rekid, Rekid.
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.