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 Thailand and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Delhi.
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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Kings Of Tomorrow to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Hasil Adkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eve St. Jones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Fatback Band,
The Selecter,
Yazoo,
Pussy Galore,
Joensuu 1685,
DJ Style,
Howard Jones,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Subhumans,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Walker Brothers,
China Crisis,
Moss Icon,
Gil Scott Heron,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Unrelated Segments,
Mo-Dettes,
Eden Ahbez,
The Mighty Diamonds,
John Holt,
Lyres,
cv313,
Jeff Lynne,
Brothers Johnson,
DNA,
the Association,
Carl Craig,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Reuben Wilson,
Audionom,
Dawn Penn,
The Happenings,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ultravox,
Steve Hackett,
Michelle Simonal,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Silicon Teens,
Crooked Eye,
Joe Finger,
UT,
Crispy Ambulance,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Residents,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pulsallama,
The Cure,
Judy Mowatt,
Johnny Osbourne,
Severed Heads,
Rites of Spring,
These Immortal Souls,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Josef K,
DJ Sneak,
Urselle,
John Foxx,
Quantec, Quantec, Quantec, Quantec.
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.