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 Luxembourg and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 snare 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 World's Most to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Fat Boys. All the underground hits.
All Fugazi tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Adolescents 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Laurel Aitken,
Isaac Hayes,
Angry Samoans,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Kaleidoscope,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Avey Tare,
Donald Byrd,
Funkadelic,
Anthony Braxton,
Sam Rivers,
Mantronix,
Soul II Soul,
ABBA,
Section 25,
Ice-T,
Scratch Acid,
Brass Construction,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Quantec,
Crime,
Spandau Ballet,
Oblivians,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Doobie Brothers,
Vladislav Delay,
Boogie Down Productions,
Eddi Front,
Scott Walker,
MDC,
Siglo XX,
Dark Day,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Amazonics,
New Order,
Colin Newman,
Matthew Halsall,
Deepchord,
Das Ding,
Los Fastidios,
Animal Collective,
R.M.O.,
Zapp,
The Seeds,
Junior Murvin,
The Black Dice,
Curtis Mayfield,
Erasure,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Walker Brothers,
Hashim,
Gang Starr,
The Fugs,
Bobby Sherman,
The Names,
Ossler,
John Coltrane,
Skriet,
DNA,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Interpol,
Agitation Free,
Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu.
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.