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 Bhutan and from Paris.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Nico to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fuzztones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mandrill,
Zero Boys,
E-Dancer,
Fear,
Hasil Adkins,
Mars,
Derrick May,
Second Layer,
The Birthday Party,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Agent Orange,
Lower 48,
Rites of Spring,
Absolute Body Control,
ABC,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
a-ha,
Bill Wells,
Jacob Miller,
The Monks,
One Last Wish,
The Kinks,
The Cure,
The Sonics,
Scratch Acid,
Slick Rick,
Mary Jane Girls,
Heaven 17,
Quando Quango,
Pierre Henry,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Fluxion,
Moebius,
10cc,
Moby Grape,
Tears for Fears,
Dennis Brown,
Crime,
Reagan Youth,
Cal Tjader,
Terry Callier,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jesper Dahlback,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
B.T. Express,
Mission of Burma,
Brick,
Ralphi Rosario,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Knickerbockers,
Bang On A Can,
Eli Mardock,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Johnny Clarke,
Schoolly D,
Main Source,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Deepchord,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Neon Judgement,
Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti.
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.