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 Lithuania and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 guitar 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 Delta 5 to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All Jacob Miller tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maleditus Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hardrive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Residents,
Roger Hodgson,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Television Personalities,
the Slits,
Bizarre Inc.,
Marine Girls,
Pere Ubu,
Second Layer,
Lyres,
Outsiders,
Lebanon Hanover,
John Lydon,
Barclay James Harvest,
Zero Boys,
Rites of Spring,
Zapp,
Throbbing Gristle,
Arthur Verocai,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ten City,
Sister Nancy,
Eric Dolphy,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Agitation Free,
Ornette Coleman,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Frankie Knuckles,
Soulsonic Force,
Fluxion,
X-Ray Spex,
The Selecter,
The Monochrome Set,
Jandek,
Idris Muhammad,
Drexciya,
Magma,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Knickerbockers,
Judy Mowatt,
Lakeside,
Sparks,
Roxy Music,
The Vogues,
Jerry's Kids,
Cybotron,
Jacques Brel,
Simply Red,
Nik Kershaw,
Mandrill,
Tres Demented,
The Fugs,
Marcia Griffiths,
Talk Talk,
AZ,
Silicon Teens,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Mark Hollis,
Rotary Connection,
Brass Construction,
The Divine Comedy,
Vainqueur,
The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras.
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.