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 New York.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
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 Sun City Girls to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Alison Limerick. All the underground hits.
All Notorious Big And Bone Thugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every U.S. Maple 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fuzztones,
Arab on Radar,
Bluetip,
Blancmange,
Television,
Essential Logic,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ronan,
Crime,
Radio Birdman,
The Selecter,
Soul II Soul,
The Victims,
Sexual Harrassment,
The New Christs,
Moby Grape,
Jacques Brel,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Theoretical Girls,
The Leaves,
The Move,
The Sound,
Tropical Tobacco,
Alison Limerick,
Patti Smith,
Au Pairs,
Mission of Burma,
DJ Sneak,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Alice Coltrane,
Camouflage,
Cybotron,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Half Japanese,
Faust,
Anthony Braxton,
Hashim,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bobby Womack,
Kurtis Blow,
Lou Reed,
The Litter,
Niagra,
Scion,
Subhumans,
Maurizio,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Gladiators,
Malaria!,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Porter Ricks,
Reagan Youth,
Eurythmics,
Henry Cow,
Ludus,
Bizarre Inc.,
Banda Bassotti,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Count Five,
The Happenings,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.