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 Ecuador and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lyon.
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 808 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 Leonard Cohen to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All The Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters 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 a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eyeless In Gaza record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bill Near,
The Gap Band,
Chris Corsano,
Robert Hood,
Arcadia,
Kerrie Biddell,
Accadde A,
Lightning Bolt,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Martian,
Arab on Radar,
Blancmange,
KRS-One,
The Five Americans,
Barbara Tucker,
The Buckinghams,
Simply Red,
The Young Rascals,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Public Enemy,
Nik Kershaw,
Ornette Coleman,
Gang of Four,
Kayak,
The Flesh Eaters,
Index,
Liliput,
Tomorrow,
Blossom Toes,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Radiohead,
Warren Ellis,
Idris Muhammad,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Q and Not U,
Howard Jones,
Toni Rubio,
Tubeway Army,
James White and The Blacks,
Fad Gadget,
Bobby Womack,
Bill Wells,
Hoover,
Panda Bear,
The Detroit Cobras,
Nico,
The Barracudas,
Clear Light,
Jeff Lynne,
Sister Nancy,
Robert Görl,
Soul Sonic Force,
Electric Prunes,
La Düsseldorf,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Gerry Rafferty,
Roy Ayers,
Japan,
Rakim,
Alison Limerick,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed.
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.