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 Austria 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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Spokane.
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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nation of Ulysses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sugar Minott,
Avey Tare,
Warsaw,
Kaleidoscope,
Nik Kershaw,
Sällskapet,
Groovy Waters,
Moebius,
Dorothy Ashby,
Franke,
Darondo,
Second Layer,
Gang Starr,
Zapp,
The Selecter,
Grauzone,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Kerri Chandler,
The Real Kids,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lyres,
Blossom Toes,
Suburban Knight,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Massinfluence,
Ultravox,
Donny Hathaway,
Bronski Beat,
Bob Dylan,
Don Cherry,
Circle Jerks,
Joyce Sims,
Rotary Connection,
the Sonics,
Lindisfarne,
Godley & Creme,
Ponytail,
Talk Talk,
The Barracudas,
Shoche,
EPMD,
Trumans Water,
Mark Hollis,
Boredoms,
Khruangbin,
Harpers Bizarre,
Dawn Penn,
Interpol,
The Cowsills,
the Germs,
Ituana,
Howard Jones,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Happenings,
Tommy Roe,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pharoah Sanders,
Mary Jane Girls,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Index,
Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd.
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.