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 San Marino and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 mellotron 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 Pierre Henry to the disco 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 Bush Tetras. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faraquet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crispian St. Peters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
Soulsonic Force,
Aswad,
Sandy B,
Buzzcocks,
Y Pants,
Peter & Gordon,
Sällskapet,
Hot Snakes,
The Invisible,
Blossom Toes,
Barry Ungar,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
K-Klass,
The Cure,
Erykah Badu,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Khruangbin,
Model 500,
Adolescents,
Mars,
Minutemen,
The Stooges,
Absolute Body Control,
The Sonics,
The Zeros,
Yaz,
Can,
Pierre Henry,
Jawbox,
the Swans,
Wire,
The Human League,
Oneida,
Crooked Eye,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Essential Logic,
The Dead C,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Pop Group,
Freddie Wadling,
The Fall,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Real Kids,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sight & Sound,
Slave,
The Smiths,
Jesper Dahlback,
Anthony Braxton,
The Names,
Flipper,
Jacob Miller,
Tres Demented,
The Gories,
Scion,
Charles Mingus,
Metal Thangz,
8 Eyed Spy,
Aloha Tigers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.