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 Korea North and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Fifty Foot Hose to the rock 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Das Ding 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Prince Buster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Niagra,
EPMD,
Camberwell Now,
The Invisible,
Lindisfarne,
Brass Construction,
Girls At Our Best!,
Thee Headcoats,
Rod Modell,
Intrusion,
Model 500,
Marmalade,
Wings,
The Litter,
Eli Mardock,
Andrew Hill,
Piero Umiliani,
Mandrill,
The Fortunes,
Moss Icon,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Smog,
Arthur Verocai,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Babytalk,
Kas Product,
This Heat,
The Mummies,
Outsiders,
Reuben Wilson,
The Kinks,
Unrelated Segments,
Nik Kershaw,
Tres Demented,
One Last Wish,
DJ Sneak,
Sight & Sound,
Technova,
China Crisis,
Cecil Taylor,
Roxy Music,
Matthew Bourne,
Lower 48,
Metal Thangz,
Angry Samoans,
Charles Mingus,
Barbara Tucker,
Essential Logic,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Delta 5,
New Order,
The Moleskins,
Blossom Toes,
Graham Central Station,
John Foxx,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Mary Jane Girls,
Joy Division,
Roxette,
Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.
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.