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 Mexico and from London.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Al Stewart to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echospace,
Loose Ends,
Anakelly,
The Raincoats,
Pole,
The Standells,
Q65,
Lower 48,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Index,
Marvin Gaye,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Residents,
Japan,
Hasil Adkins,
Monolake,
Freddie Wadling,
CMW,
Mo-Dettes,
Al Stewart,
Khruangbin,
Morten Harket,
Mandrill,
Aural Exciters,
Silicon Teens,
The Associates,
Spandau Ballet,
The Velvet Underground,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Flamin' Groovies,
Flash Fearless,
Wolf Eyes,
Amon Düül II,
Ornette Coleman,
Soul II Soul,
John Cale,
Ultimate Spinach,
Pere Ubu,
Chrome,
Tomorrow,
The Zeros,
Audionom,
Maurizio,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Black Moon,
Deadbeat,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Doors,
Faraquet,
Accadde A,
The Star Department,
June of 44,
The Names,
Brand Nubian,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Toasters,
Fad Gadget,
Whodini,
Rekid,
The Seeds,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Urselle,
Model 500, Model 500, Model 500, Model 500.
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.