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 Kenya and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Association to the electroclash 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 Jacques Brel. All the underground hits.
All Donny Hathaway tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & Metallica record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ten City,
The Young Rascals,
Soulsonic Force,
Soul Sonic Force,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Can,
Chris Corsano,
Aloha Tigers,
Jawbox,
Bang On A Can,
Excepter,
Y Pants,
Jimmy McGriff,
Grauzone,
Maleditus Sound,
Black Moon,
Ronan,
Gabor Szabo,
Joey Negro,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Brick,
Half Japanese,
Glambeats Corp.,
In Retrospect,
Dave Gahan,
The Offenders,
Interpol,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Nick Fraelich,
Andrew Hill,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Vladislav Delay,
Panda Bear,
Model 500,
The Dead C,
Harmonia,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Theoretical Girls,
Thee Headcoats,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Erykah Badu,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
La Düsseldorf,
Lakeside,
Sugar Minott,
Sixth Finger,
Royal Trux,
Matthew Bourne,
Minnie Riperton,
The Toasters,
H. Thieme,
Schoolly D,
Slave,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bill Near,
Reuben Wilson,
Danielle Patucci,
Scrapy,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
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.