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 Chad and from Lille.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Eurythmics to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All Mr. Review tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül II,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Loose Ends,
Idris Muhammad,
Scion,
Anthony Braxton,
World's Most,
Eric B and Rakim,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Boredoms,
Moss Icon,
The Mojo Men,
Sex Pistols,
Roy Ayers,
Nas,
E-Dancer,
Warren Ellis,
the Sonics,
The Saints,
Suicide,
Tomorrow,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Jandek,
Mandrill,
Circle Jerks,
Spoonie Gee,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sixth Finger,
The Victims,
Easy Going,
Siglo XX,
Peter & Gordon,
Guru Guru,
Kas Product,
Ornette Coleman,
Chris Corsano,
Amazonics,
Inner City,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Camouflage,
Massinfluence,
The Stooges,
Visage,
Main Source,
Eric Dolphy,
The Slits,
Echospace,
Carl Craig,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Patti Smith,
The Blackbyrds,
Girls At Our Best!,
Rufus Thomas,
The Doors,
The New Christs,
Bobby Womack,
Arthur Verocai,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Zeros,
Flamin' Groovies,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Make Up,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.