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 Brazil and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 linndrum 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 Gerry Rafferty to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Country Teasers,
JFA,
kango's stein massive,
The Dirtbombs,
LL Cool J,
Liliput,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Misunderstood,
Byron Stingily,
Duran Duran,
Hardrive,
Moss Icon,
Marvin Gaye,
Rod Modell,
Drexciya,
Unwound,
Toni Rubio,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Half Japanese,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Tomorrow,
Derrick May,
Gong,
Adolescents,
Das Ding,
Sonny Sharrock,
H. Thieme,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Modern Lovers,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Robert Hood,
Howard Jones,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rekid,
Donald Byrd,
Ossler,
Michelle Simonal,
Brothers Johnson,
Amon Düül,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Cecil Taylor,
Lou Reed,
Ronan,
Roxy Music,
Fad Gadget,
Ultimate Spinach,
Infiniti,
Guru Guru,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Television,
cv313,
The Standells,
Intrusion,
Yaz,
Aaron Thompson,
Pharoah Sanders,
Robert Görl,
Pussy Galore,
The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things.
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.