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 Somalia and from Winnipeg.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Mumbai.
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 linndrum 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 Rites of Spring to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Pulsallama. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donald Byrd record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gian Franco Pienzio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantytec,
Roxy Music,
Maurizio,
John Cale,
Japan,
Soft Machine,
Sugar Minott,
Little Man,
Fear,
Khruangbin,
Archie Shepp,
Slick Rick,
Supertramp,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kas Product,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kayak,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Byron Stingily,
Joensuu 1685,
Idris Muhammad,
EPMD,
Jawbox,
Lakeside,
The Zeros,
Rosa Yemen,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Clear Light,
Hasil Adkins,
Zapp,
The Vogues,
The Cure,
Lyres,
Oneida,
The Five Americans,
Deadbeat,
Magma,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dennis Brown,
Lee Hazlewood,
PIL,
Black Flag,
Tres Demented,
OOIOO,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Roger Hodgson,
The Fortunes,
Mantronix,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bauhaus,
Motorama,
Rod Modell,
Talk Talk,
Robert Görl,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
New Age Steppers,
Oblivians,
Soulsonic Force,
Kenny Larkin,
Public Enemy,
Marmalade, Marmalade, Marmalade, Marmalade.
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.