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 Japan and from Seoul.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 The Wake to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Ultramagnetic MC's. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a London Community Gospel Choir record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
JFA,
The Leaves,
Unwound,
Gil Scott Heron,
Bootsy Collins,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Das Ding,
The Raincoats,
Curtis Mayfield,
Al Stewart,
Matthew Halsall,
Johnny Clarke,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Glambeats Corp.,
Deadbeat,
Moebius,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Bar-Kays,
Eli Mardock,
Massinfluence,
Marshall Jefferson,
David Axelrod,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Hashim,
Magazine,
Matthew Bourne,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Pagans,
The Toasters,
Intrusion,
The Walker Brothers,
Ludus,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Aaron Thompson,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Toni Rubio,
One Last Wish,
Model 500,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Velvet Underground,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Magma,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Visage,
Black Flag,
Suicide,
Nico,
The Monks,
Dave Gahan,
Bad Manners,
Radio Birdman,
Sonny Sharrock,
Easy Going,
Althea and Donna,
Skaos,
Depeche Mode,
L. Decosne,
Faust,
Jerry's Kids,
Index,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.