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 Montenegro and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Josef K to the rap 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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All Spoonie Gee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Bowie record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Move record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Little Man,
Desert Stars,
Tomorrow,
Sällskapet,
Eric B and Rakim,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Vladislav Delay,
CMW,
Joyce Sims,
Patti Smith,
The Litter,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gang Starr,
Khruangbin,
Skriet,
Gang of Four,
Kevin Saunderson,
In Retrospect,
The Doobie Brothers,
Make Up,
The Shadows of Knight,
Eric Copeland,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
the Germs,
The Monks,
The Moleskins,
The Gap Band,
The Buckinghams,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Los Fastidios,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Deadbeat,
Intrusion,
The Vogues,
The Selecter,
Model 500,
June of 44,
Bauhaus,
Cymande,
Joe Smooth,
OOIOO,
a-ha,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Leonard Cohen,
Harmonia,
Half Japanese,
Godley & Creme,
EPMD,
Don Cherry,
The Mummies,
Henry Cow,
K-Klass,
Colin Newman,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Doors,
Bill Near,
Ossler,
Inner City,
The Leaves,
Brick,
Jeru the Damaja,
Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader, Cal Tjader.
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.