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 Brazil and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Deakin to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All Country Joe & The Fish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
R.M.O.,
David McCallum,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Desert Stars,
Brick,
Todd Terry,
Country Teasers,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
U.S. Maple,
The Fuzztones,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Black Dice,
Nation of Ulysses,
cv313,
Grey Daturas,
Heaven 17,
Depeche Mode,
Wasted Youth,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Morten Harket,
Derrick Morgan,
Roy Ayers,
Television Personalities,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Laurel Aitken,
Ultravox,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bluetip,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gregory Isaacs,
Arcadia,
Big Daddy Kane,
Brass Construction,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dark Day,
Rod Modell,
Agitation Free,
Marshall Jefferson,
Eden Ahbez,
Slave,
Public Image Ltd.,
Cymande,
PIL,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Flesh Eaters,
Pylon,
Kurtis Blow,
Schoolly D,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kenny Larkin,
Television,
The Offenders,
Matthew Halsall,
Nico,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Royal Trux,
Sun City Girls,
Index,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The J.B.'s,
Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar.
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.