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 Antigua and from Lille.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 organ 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 Roger Hodgson to the rap 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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Popol Vuh 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobbi Humphrey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Freddie Wadling,
The Leaves,
Section 25,
Khruangbin,
B.T. Express,
Thee Headcoats,
Subhumans,
Pet Shop Boys,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Man Parrish,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rakim,
La Düsseldorf,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ossler,
Boredoms,
Model 500,
The Fire Engines,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
OOIOO,
the Association,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rosa Yemen,
Amon Düül,
Black Sheep,
Alphaville,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Modern Lovers,
Country Teasers,
Jacob Miller,
Bad Manners,
Lalann,
Prince Buster,
David McCallum,
cv313,
Mars,
Bill Wells,
Supertramp,
Eddi Front,
Harry Pussy,
The Pop Group,
Crime,
Severed Heads,
Nirvana,
Pole,
Boogie Down Productions,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sparks,
Quadrant,
Junior Murvin,
The Dirtbombs,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Mummies,
Arcadia,
Youth Brigade,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Buckinghams,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.