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 Togo and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 ABBA to the disco 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 Radio Birdman. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Holt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unwound,
Circle Jerks,
Lee Hazlewood,
Jeff Mills,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The United States of America,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Theoretical Girls,
Maleditus Sound,
Iggy Pop,
Chrome,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Niagra,
Camberwell Now,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Albert Ayler,
Massinfluence,
The Searchers,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Grandmaster Flash,
Agent Orange,
T. Rex,
Tommy Roe,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Wolf Eyes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Scratch Acid,
Khruangbin,
Moby Grape,
The Gap Band,
Gang Starr,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Altered Images,
Robert Görl,
Technova,
Delon & Dalcan,
Urselle,
Boredoms,
Reuben Wilson,
Barclay James Harvest,
ABBA,
Kayak,
The Martian,
Donny Hathaway,
Bobby Byrd,
Yusef Lateef,
The Monks,
Sixth Finger,
Deadbeat,
Angry Samoans,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Girls At Our Best!,
Heaven 17,
Tubeway Army,
Cameo,
Bobby Womack,
Marmalade,
Parry Music,
Todd Rundgren,
Spoonie Gee,
B.T. Express,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.