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 South Africa and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 mellotron 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 Reagan Youth to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All Shoche tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-102 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-102,
Sandy B,
Zapp,
Ronnie Foster,
Cymande,
Tears for Fears,
Mars,
The Offenders,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Electric Prunes,
Minny Pops,
Alice Coltrane,
Eli Mardock,
Sister Nancy,
The United States of America,
The Toasters,
Sugar Minott,
the Normal,
Skaos,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kenny Larkin,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Stooges,
Mission of Burma,
Organ,
Iggy Pop,
Maleditus Sound,
Monolake,
Smog,
Eddi Front,
48th St. Collective,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Mo-Dettes,
Jacob Miller,
Lyres,
The Music Machine,
The Gun Club,
Metal Thangz,
Godley & Creme,
Terry Callier,
Bronski Beat,
Charles Mingus,
Alphaville,
Magazine,
Altered Images,
Soft Cell,
Bobby Womack,
Joy Division,
Tommy Roe,
ABC,
Roxy Music,
Don Cherry,
Nico,
Unwound,
Magma,
PIL,
The Litter,
AZ,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.