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 Bahamas and from Seoul.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Ultimate Spinach to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All The Blackbyrds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT 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 güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 48th St. Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
The Divine Comedy,
Pagans,
The Residents,
Mo-Dettes,
Bluetip,
Rakim,
Anthony Braxton,
The Gap Band,
Pharoah Sanders,
David McCallum,
Lyres,
Public Image Ltd.,
Country Teasers,
Fear,
Tubeway Army,
Al Stewart,
Glambeats Corp.,
CMW,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Marcia Griffiths,
Beasts of Bourbon,
A Certain Ratio,
The Shadows of Knight,
Index,
Tomorrow,
June of 44,
Lightning Bolt,
Agent Orange,
Chris Corsano,
Black Flag,
Ornette Coleman,
Connie Case,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bobby Womack,
Gang of Four,
Rosa Yemen,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Velvet Underground,
Tim Buckley,
Scan 7,
Roxy Music,
Terry Callier,
David Axelrod,
Motorama,
Skaos,
Zapp,
Schoolly D,
Nirvana,
John Lydon,
the Human League,
Aloha Tigers,
Deepchord,
Tom Boy,
John Cale,
Kerrie Biddell,
Leonard Cohen,
The Birthday Party,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
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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.