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 Qatar and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 Portland and New York.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All Sad Lovers and Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young & Crazy Horse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Copeland,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Peter and Kerry,
The Barracudas,
Second Layer,
Traffic Nightmare,
Minor Threat,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Black Bananas,
Tim Buckley,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Avey Tare,
Reuben Wilson,
Piero Umiliani,
Audionom,
Tropical Tobacco,
Drexciya,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lower 48,
New Order,
Agent Orange,
Dennis Brown,
Visage,
The Saints,
The Human League,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lalo Schifrin,
Jacques Brel,
Stereo Dub,
Al Stewart,
New Age Steppers,
U.S. Maple,
Man Eating Sloth,
Moebius,
The Monochrome Set,
Charles Mingus,
Yellowson,
10cc,
Erykah Badu,
Magma,
Main Source,
Surgeon,
Eric B and Rakim,
Eli Mardock,
Cybotron,
Gabor Szabo,
The Misunderstood,
R.M.O.,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
K-Klass,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gregory Isaacs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nas,
Chrome,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Mars,
Judy Mowatt,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Whodini, Whodini, Whodini, Whodini.
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.