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 Guatemala and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Con Funk Shun to the jazz 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lucky Dragons record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
Steve Hackett,
Tom Boy,
Amon Düül II,
Barbara Tucker,
Wally Richardson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Brand Nubian,
Eddi Front,
Todd Terry,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Stooges,
Rekid,
Mandrill,
Minnie Riperton,
Sixth Finger,
Michelle Simonal,
Infiniti,
Loose Ends,
Robert Hood,
Ronnie Foster,
Cameo,
The Fall,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Smoke,
Harmonia,
Barclay James Harvest,
Franke,
Gang Gang Dance,
Boz Scaggs,
Surgeon,
Alice Coltrane,
Scrapy,
Bobby Byrd,
Electric Prunes,
Kaleidoscope,
KRS-One,
Severed Heads,
Los Fastidios,
Soul II Soul,
Stiv Bators,
Aswad,
Fad Gadget,
The Saints,
Kevin Saunderson,
China Crisis,
Public Enemy,
The Fugs,
Supertramp,
The Angels of Light,
Harpers Bizarre,
Dead Boys,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Dawn Penn,
June Days,
Don Cherry,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Pere Ubu,
Warren Ellis,
The Walker Brothers,
The Remains,
Section 25,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.