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 Solomon Islands and from Stockholm.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Calgary.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the güiro 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 Agent Orange to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lebanon Hanover. All the underground hits.
All Junior Murvin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minutemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moody Blues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Procol Harum,
Arab on Radar,
Subhumans,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Residents,
Rakim,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Von Mondo,
Radio Birdman,
Ponytail,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Outsiders,
Rufus Thomas,
Idris Muhammad,
New York Dolls,
Fad Gadget,
DNA,
Tommy Roe,
The Slackers,
CMW,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Negative Approach,
Tim Buckley,
The Toasters,
The Fugs,
Nick Fraelich,
Bill Wells,
Jesper Dahlback,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jerry's Kids,
Deepchord,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Wolf Eyes,
Technova,
Zapp,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Derrick Morgan,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Mad Mike,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Grauzone,
The Blues Magoos,
The Slits,
Leonard Cohen,
Anthony Braxton,
China Crisis,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Kurtis Blow,
Echospace,
Joy Division,
The Names,
Moebius,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Victims,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Radiohead,
Audionom,
Darondo,
The Tremeloes,
Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas.
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.