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 United Kingdom and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 kango's stein massive to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Bob Dylan. All the underground hits.
All Darondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joey Negro record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
DNA,
Janne Schatter,
Youth Brigade,
Aaron Thompson,
The Red Krayola,
Gichy Dan,
Second Layer,
Slick Rick,
R.M.O.,
Dorothy Ashby,
Barrington Levy,
Anakelly,
Babytalk,
Junior Murvin,
Sandy B,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Vogues,
Joey Negro,
Lungfish,
Japan,
Duran Duran,
Make Up,
Bob Dylan,
Radiopuhelimet,
Erykah Badu,
Bluetip,
The Velvet Underground,
cv313,
Arthur Verocai,
The Dead C,
Pagans,
Grauzone,
Derrick Morgan,
Zero Boys,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Hasil Adkins,
Laurel Aitken,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
H. Thieme,
Electric Prunes,
Bobby Womack,
Aloha Tigers,
Suburban Knight,
The Moody Blues,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Gories,
Blossom Toes,
Supertramp,
Intrusion,
Banda Bassotti,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kerrie Biddell,
Jeff Lynne,
Tim Buckley,
Alison Limerick,
Juan Atkins,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.