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 Swaziland and from Lagos.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 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 Guru Guru to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band. All the underground hits.
All Terror Squad Feat. Camron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Au Pairs,
Altered Images,
Alice Coltrane,
Main Source,
Marvin Gaye,
UT,
Sound Behaviour,
Ultimate Spinach,
Q65,
Arab on Radar,
Donny Hathaway,
Monolake,
Q and Not U,
The Electric Prunes,
Nils Olav,
Gang of Four,
Crime,
Eddi Front,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bush Tetras,
Marine Girls,
Swell Maps,
Derrick Morgan,
Model 500,
Intrusion,
Harry Pussy,
The Stooges,
Quantec,
Lebanon Hanover,
Crooked Eye,
Audionom,
Nico,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Electric Light Orchestra,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Martian,
Silicon Teens,
Camberwell Now,
The Durutti Column,
Loose Ends,
Rapeman,
The Leaves,
Juan Atkins,
Babytalk,
cv313,
L. Decosne,
The New Christs,
Gabor Szabo,
The Motions,
Lightning Bolt,
Andrew Hill,
Ken Boothe,
Fat Boys,
Depeche Mode,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Rites of Spring,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Cameo,
Lee Hazlewood,
Cybotron,
Tom Boy,
Man Parrish,
Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse.
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.