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 Lithuania and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 snare 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 Dark Day to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All Kenny Larkin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Girls At Our Best! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Sneak,
Silicon Teens,
Inner City,
Cymande,
Eric Dolphy,
In Retrospect,
Desert Stars,
Gang Starr,
Pantytec,
Jandek,
Can,
Arcadia,
Janne Schatter,
Sonic Youth,
Swans,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Johnny Osbourne,
Johnny Clarke,
Guru Guru,
Eric B and Rakim,
Eddi Front,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Model 500,
Animal Collective,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Index,
Goldenarms,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Niagra,
Al Stewart,
a-ha,
The Detroit Cobras,
Anakelly,
kango's stein massive,
Danielle Patucci,
Monolake,
The American Breed,
Spoonie Gee,
Q and Not U,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Heaven 17,
The Misunderstood,
LL Cool J,
Vainqueur,
David Bowie,
Juan Atkins,
The Standells,
The Blackbyrds,
Panda Bear,
Joe Smooth,
The Five Americans,
Negative Approach,
Public Enemy,
Interpol,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bad Manners,
Nirvana,
Supertramp,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.