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 Lithuania and from Paris.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Loose Ends to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Warsaw. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Sneak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Durutti Column,
Von Mondo,
Average White Band,
Au Pairs,
Colin Newman,
Roy Ayers,
Unwound,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Malaria!,
Charles Mingus,
a-ha,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Mission of Burma,
Ohio Players,
Bang On A Can,
David Bowie,
Pylon,
the Normal,
Davy DMX,
Wings,
Iggy Pop,
Ronan,
Prince Buster,
Godley & Creme,
H. Thieme,
Lebanon Hanover,
In Retrospect,
Lou Reed,
Wolf Eyes,
The Evens,
Yellowson,
The Stooges,
Josef K,
Minny Pops,
Amazonics,
Reagan Youth,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Tommy Roe,
The Mummies,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rites of Spring,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Roger Hodgson,
Mary Jane Girls,
Danielle Patucci,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
EPMD,
Pantytec,
Gil Scott Heron,
Liliput,
Joe Smooth,
The Busters,
Bluetip,
CMW,
Unrelated Segments,
Darondo,
Oneida,
Soft Machine,
The Searchers,
The Gladiators,
KRS-One,
Q65, Q65, Q65, Q65.
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.