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 United States and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Peter & Gordon to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sam Rivers. All the underground hits.
All Pussy Galore tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Young Marble Giants,
Minutemen,
Barbara Tucker,
Gerry Rafferty,
New Order,
The Gories,
Soul Sonic Force,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
E-Dancer,
Peter and Kerry,
Susan Cadogan,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Kenny Larkin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
John Lydon,
One Last Wish,
The Music Machine,
China Crisis,
The Motions,
Jeru the Damaja,
Marine Girls,
Man Parrish,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Eden Ahbez,
Eric Dolphy,
Inner City,
Anakelly,
X-102,
Wire,
Theoretical Girls,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Joey Negro,
Howard Jones,
Sight & Sound,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Grauzone,
Avey Tare,
Alton Ellis,
Morten Harket,
Gil Scott Heron,
Skriet,
Pantaleimon,
Barclay James Harvest,
Flipper,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Boredoms,
Juan Atkins,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Grass Roots,
Das Ding,
The Index,
The Mummies,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Connie Case,
Junior Murvin,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Stetsasonic,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express.
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.