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 Botswana and from Toronto.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Radiopuhelimet to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Fortunes. All the underground hits.
All Parry Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eyeless In Gaza record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Standells,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Harmonia,
Animal Collective,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Delon & Dalcan,
Deakin,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Fatback Band,
Tomorrow,
Aswad,
Janne Schatter,
Pulsallama,
Barclay James Harvest,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Pussy Galore,
The Velvet Underground,
Quadrant,
The Birthday Party,
The Human League,
The Count Five,
Skarface,
The Searchers,
Fluxion,
Oblivians,
The Martian,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Blackbyrds,
Swans,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Soft Cell,
Boz Scaggs,
Rapeman,
Black Sheep,
Eve St. Jones,
Danielle Patucci,
Alison Limerick,
The Grass Roots,
Tropical Tobacco,
The American Breed,
The Beau Brummels,
Technova,
The Sonics,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sun Ra,
Ohio Players,
Groovy Waters,
Q65,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Scrapy,
Spandau Ballet,
Minnie Riperton,
The Gories,
The Remains,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Davy DMX,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Quando Quango,
Main Source,
Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell.
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.