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 Zimbabwe and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 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 Magazine to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Marine Girls. All the underground hits.
All Siouxsie and the Banshees tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Be Bop Deluxe,
Outsiders,
Susan Cadogan,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Isaac Hayes,
Adolescents,
La Düsseldorf,
The Buckinghams,
Black Sheep,
Surgeon,
Procol Harum,
David Axelrod,
Glenn Branca,
Scrapy,
UT,
Technova,
8 Eyed Spy,
MDC,
Popol Vuh,
Bobby Womack,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Cowsills,
Tom Boy,
Arthur Verocai,
World's Most,
Bill Near,
The Pop Group,
Dark Day,
The Standells,
T. Rex,
Steve Hackett,
Cecil Taylor,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Throbbing Gristle,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Gregory Isaacs,
Minny Pops,
The Count Five,
Terry Callier,
Henry Cow,
a-ha,
Kayak,
Neil Young,
Loose Ends,
Ituana,
Stiv Bators,
Monks,
Rakim,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Rod Modell,
Marc Almond,
Drive Like Jehu,
Deakin,
Roger Hodgson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Flamin' Groovies,
Al Stewart,
Buzzcocks,
Guru Guru,
The Monks, The Monks, The Monks, The Monks.
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.