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 Vanuatu and from Edmonton.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Camberwell Now to the punk 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 Circle Jerks. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a World's Most record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
Soft Machine,
Ronan,
Half Japanese,
Radiohead,
Hasil Adkins,
The Buckinghams,
Soul Sonic Force,
Kerri Chandler,
Radiopuhelimet,
Robert Görl,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sexual Harrassment,
Tres Demented,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Unrelated Segments,
Oneida,
Hardrive,
Gabor Szabo,
Charles Mingus,
Glenn Branca,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Black Dice,
The Doors,
Scrapy,
Public Image Ltd.,
Interpol,
JFA,
The Last Poets,
Brand Nubian,
The Evens,
Thompson Twins,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Skarface,
Barclay James Harvest,
Section 25,
Black Moon,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Infiniti,
Talk Talk,
Ossler,
Gang Gang Dance,
Motorama,
Neu!,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Porter Ricks,
The Golliwogs,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Morten Harket,
Lebanon Hanover,
Cybotron,
Lyres,
Liliput,
Ludus,
Cheater Slicks,
K-Klass,
Amon Düül II,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Au Pairs,
Soul II Soul,
Aaron Thompson,
The Cramps,
The Neon Judgement,
Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.
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.