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 Slovakia and from Stockholm.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 The Kinks to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap. All the underground hits.
All Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sparks 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Barracudas,
The Evens,
Sixth Finger,
Monolake,
Television,
Glenn Branca,
Jawbox,
Wings,
Funky Four + One,
10cc,
The Stooges,
Royal Trux,
Marvin Gaye,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sugar Minott,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Can,
Minny Pops,
Curtis Mayfield,
Minnie Riperton,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Mark Hollis,
Lakeside,
Robert Hood,
Second Layer,
Minutemen,
David Bowie,
The Slits,
The Tremeloes,
The Monks,
Rosa Yemen,
Maleditus Sound,
Section 25,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Barclay James Harvest,
Archie Shepp,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Monochrome Set,
Byron Stingily,
Smog,
The Gories,
Tommy Roe,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Negative Approach,
Marine Girls,
Echospace,
Rapeman,
Metal Thangz,
Deadbeat,
The Walker Brothers,
DJ Sneak,
Kerri Chandler,
Robert Wyatt,
Gang of Four,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Crooked Eye,
Make Up,
Cheater Slicks,
Maurizio,
The Cramps,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.