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 Mozambique and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 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 Alphaville to the electroclash 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 Flamin' Groovies. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television Personalities record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lindisfarne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantaleimon,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gerry Rafferty,
Chrome,
The Cowsills,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lee Hazlewood,
Scrapy,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Schoolly D,
Q65,
The Gories,
Roxy Music,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Clear Light,
Newcleus,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Los Fastidios,
Rufus Thomas,
Minnie Riperton,
Brand Nubian,
Stockholm Monsters,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ultravox,
Donald Byrd,
the Swans,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Model 500,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sound Behaviour,
The Real Kids,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Talk Talk,
Panda Bear,
ABC,
Gang Starr,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Grauzone,
Isaac Hayes,
Warren Ellis,
Fatback Band,
kango's stein massive,
The Sisters of Mercy,
the Bar-Kays,
the Association,
Lalann,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Massinfluence,
Eden Ahbez,
The Vogues,
Soulsonic Force,
Sixth Finger,
Lungfish,
Little Man,
Aural Exciters,
The Fire Engines,
Glenn Branca,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sun Ra,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Monochrome Set,
Scientists,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.