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 Lithuania and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Anakelly to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crispy Ambulance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Funky Four + One,
Kerrie Biddell,
Moby Grape,
Boredoms,
Lou Christie,
The Moleskins,
Kerri Chandler,
The Victims,
Suburban Knight,
Jerry's Kids,
Visage,
Country Teasers,
cv313,
Skarface,
Drive Like Jehu,
kango's stein massive,
Bill Wells,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Girls At Our Best!,
John Foxx,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Flesh Eaters,
Average White Band,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Pretty Things,
Rakim,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bob Dylan,
EPMD,
Public Enemy,
Oneida,
Lightning Bolt,
Gong,
T.S.O.L.,
Nas,
Ultimate Spinach,
Rhythm & Sound,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gang of Four,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Throbbing Gristle,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Cecil Taylor,
Robert Wyatt,
The Seeds,
Wally Richardson,
Sugar Minott,
Siglo XX,
Minutemen,
Procol Harum,
Black Flag,
The Gap Band,
Vainqueur,
Accadde A,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Moebius, Moebius, Moebius, Moebius.
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.