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 Morocco and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Robert Wyatt to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pet Shop Boys,
Country Teasers,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Aswad,
The Divine Comedy,
Organ,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rosa Yemen,
Jandek,
Toni Rubio,
Black Moon,
Mars,
Ludus,
Funky Four + One,
Cymande,
Ultravox,
The Modern Lovers,
June Days,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Glenn Branca,
OOIOO,
Quando Quango,
Davy DMX,
June of 44,
Deepchord,
Thee Headcoats,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Mojo Men,
John Foxx,
Neu!,
The Move,
Aaron Thompson,
Hashim,
The Misunderstood,
Gong,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lee Hazlewood,
Harmonia,
John Cale,
Absolute Body Control,
Smog,
Panda Bear,
The Cramps,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Reagan Youth,
The Alarm Clocks,
Wings,
Main Source,
The Seeds,
Lebanon Hanover,
Interpol,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Selecter,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Suburban Knight,
John Coltrane,
Moebius,
Lakeside,
Zapp,
James White and The Blacks,
Bill Wells,
The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics.
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.