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 Austria and from Delhi.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 mellotron 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 Index to the grunge 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 Traffic Nightmare. All the underground hits.
All The Shadows of Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Khruangbin,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Wake,
Dark Day,
Lightning Bolt,
Gang of Four,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Supertramp,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sexual Harrassment,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
David Axelrod,
Gong,
Au Pairs,
Make Up,
Simply Red,
Cecil Taylor,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Funkadelic,
Delta 5,
Symarip,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Normal,
Tubeway Army,
Eden Ahbez,
Sixth Finger,
Groovy Waters,
Bush Tetras,
The Move,
Stereo Dub,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Motions,
Kevin Saunderson,
John Holt,
Kas Product,
Pantaleimon,
The Pop Group,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Associates,
Maurizio,
The Victims,
Derrick Morgan,
Arab on Radar,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Big Daddy Kane,
X-Ray Spex,
Scion,
Ultra Naté,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sun Ra,
Soul Sonic Force,
Arcadia,
Ralphi Rosario,
Henry Cow,
The Slackers,
The Cramps,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow.
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.