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 Bahrain and from Toronto.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 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 The Stooges to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Wake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Susan Cadogan,
Anthony Braxton,
Fat Boys,
Harpers Bizarre,
Monks,
Intrusion,
Dawn Penn,
The Index,
Nick Fraelich,
the Sonics,
Man Eating Sloth,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Grass Roots,
Aswad,
Henry Cow,
Rapeman,
Rufus Thomas,
Isaac Hayes,
Ludus,
Ohio Players,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Moleskins,
Half Japanese,
Judy Mowatt,
MDC,
Glenn Branca,
Gang Starr,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Gabor Szabo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Motions,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bobby Sherman,
Quantec,
Franke,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
John Lydon,
Lou Christie,
Hashim,
Tropical Tobacco,
Ice-T,
Amazonics,
Bang On A Can,
Tom Boy,
Von Mondo,
Rekid,
Little Man,
Hoover,
Alice Coltrane,
The Saints,
Glambeats Corp.,
Funky Four + One,
The Cowsills,
Groovy Waters,
Smog,
Average White Band,
Hardrive,
Section 25,
Symarip,
Japan,
Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans.
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.