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 Maldives 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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Neil Young to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Stooges. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang of Four record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
Boogie Down Productions,
Crash Course in Science,
R.M.O.,
Mantronix,
Schoolly D,
Joensuu 1685,
Wire,
Aural Exciters,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bronski Beat,
Pantaleimon,
Soul Sonic Force,
Mad Mike,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bill Wells,
The Cowsills,
The Fortunes,
L. Decosne,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Soft Machine,
JFA,
The Beau Brummels,
Second Layer,
The Standells,
The Doors,
Fluxion,
Matthew Halsall,
Ken Boothe,
a-ha,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Steve Hackett,
CMW,
Groovy Waters,
The Cramps,
The Remains,
Franke,
Dorothy Ashby,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Motorama,
Scrapy,
The Trojans,
Jeff Mills,
Rites of Spring,
Young Marble Giants,
La Düsseldorf,
Barbara Tucker,
Todd Rundgren,
Rekid,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Pretty Things,
Quadrant,
The Detroit Cobras,
Brothers Johnson,
The Gories,
Joyce Sims,
Donny Hathaway,
Animal Collective,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Fugs,
Soulsonic Force,
Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk.
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.