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 Bahamas and from Tehran.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 guitar 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 Visage to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Albert Ayler. All the underground hits.
All 8 Eyed Spy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Image Ltd. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Infiniti,
Grandmaster Flash,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Rekid,
Harmonia,
Radiohead,
Scott Walker,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Blancmange,
Flash Fearless,
Faraquet,
Interpol,
Juan Atkins,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lucky Dragons,
the Sonics,
The New Christs,
Camouflage,
X-102,
Traffic Nightmare,
the Association,
Sandy B,
Nirvana,
Arcadia,
Althea and Donna,
Country Teasers,
Boz Scaggs,
Marcia Griffiths,
DNA,
Black Pus,
Marine Girls,
the Normal,
Bush Tetras,
China Crisis,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
John Foxx,
Scientists,
Stockholm Monsters,
Subhumans,
Massinfluence,
Junior Murvin,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Velvet Underground,
The Alarm Clocks,
Alison Limerick,
Loose Ends,
Lalann,
Nik Kershaw,
The Wake,
cv313,
Crime,
Davy DMX,
Mo-Dettes,
John Holt,
Erykah Badu,
Derrick Morgan,
Glenn Branca,
Gichy Dan,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sound Behaviour,
Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet.
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.