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 Greece and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 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 Oblivians to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All The Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kevin Saunderson 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Dual Sessions,
The Moody Blues,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Icehouse,
The Alarm Clocks,
Soul Sonic Force,
Roger Hodgson,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Black Dice,
Matthew Bourne,
Bizarre Inc.,
Hot Snakes,
Wasted Youth,
Chris Corsano,
The Durutti Column,
Brand Nubian,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
the Human League,
Cymande,
10cc,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lou Reed,
Dead Boys,
Japan,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Juan Atkins,
Reagan Youth,
Amon Düül,
Accadde A,
Unrelated Segments,
Marc Almond,
Curtis Mayfield,
48th St. Collective,
Nico,
Supertramp,
Cal Tjader,
Cybotron,
Sight & Sound,
Ornette Coleman,
Reuben Wilson,
Fugazi,
Cluster,
The Blues Magoos,
Jimmy McGriff,
Eric Dolphy,
Gong,
The Dead C,
Sister Nancy,
Robert Hood,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nik Kershaw,
Make Up,
The Selecter,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Cameo,
CMW,
Rapeman,
The Gladiators,
The Knickerbockers,
Lalann,
Stereo Dub,
Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux.
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.