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 Iceland and from Lille.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 Sixth Finger to the jazz 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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Little Man,
David Axelrod,
The Blues Magoos,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Barracudas,
Stereo Dub,
Adolescents,
Camberwell Now,
Cybotron,
The Velvet Underground,
The Gap Band,
Average White Band,
Matthew Bourne,
Negative Approach,
Matthew Halsall,
Aloha Tigers,
Supertramp,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Be Bop Deluxe,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Fugazi,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Glambeats Corp.,
Maleditus Sound,
Ornette Coleman,
Johnny Osbourne,
Nik Kershaw,
Sparks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Rod Modell,
Q and Not U,
Bauhaus,
Groovy Waters,
Eurythmics,
Porter Ricks,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Blancmange,
Man Parrish,
Nas,
Public Enemy,
Lou Reed,
The Durutti Column,
kango's stein massive,
The Gun Club,
Depeche Mode,
Fear,
The Cowsills,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Alton Ellis,
Brand Nubian,
The Walker Brothers,
Dave Gahan,
Mo-Dettes,
Roger Hodgson,
Alison Limerick,
The Fortunes,
Ronnie Foster,
Rotary Connection,
Wire,
Robert Hood,
The Doors,
Scientists,
The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros.
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.