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 Guinea and from Manila.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 sitar 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 Man Parrish to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tubeway Army 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
R.M.O.,
The Real Kids,
Eric B and Rakim,
Banda Bassotti,
Michelle Simonal,
David Axelrod,
Jerry's Kids,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Y Pants,
Alice Coltrane,
Rod Modell,
Spoonie Gee,
the Bar-Kays,
Roger Hodgson,
Steve Hackett,
Sex Pistols,
Silicon Teens,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sexual Harrassment,
Iggy Pop,
Outsiders,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Knickerbockers,
Nik Kershaw,
Easy Going,
Anakelly,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Cecil Taylor,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Velvet Underground,
a-ha,
The Shadows of Knight,
Young Marble Giants,
Todd Rundgren,
Bobby Sherman,
Barry Ungar,
Max Romeo,
Crooked Eye,
David McCallum,
The Slits,
Nation of Ulysses,
These Immortal Souls,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Moby Grape,
Leonard Cohen,
Essential Logic,
Schoolly D,
the Normal,
Nils Olav,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Monolake,
Matthew Halsall,
The Moleskins,
Minutemen,
The Victims,
Oneida,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Faraquet,
Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX.
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.