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 Pakistan and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Evens to the punk 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 Jesper Dahlbäck. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fad Gadget record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Terry Callier,
Marshall Jefferson,
Youth Brigade,
the Normal,
Funkadelic,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Visage,
Echospace,
Rod Modell,
Zapp,
Lyres,
Lucky Dragons,
Camouflage,
AZ,
Stereo Dub,
Rites of Spring,
The Cramps,
Amon Düül II,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
DJ Sneak,
Barclay James Harvest,
One Last Wish,
Eli Mardock,
Unrelated Segments,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Robert Wyatt,
KRS-One,
Smog,
Cal Tjader,
The Red Krayola,
Newcleus,
Hoover,
Aural Exciters,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Motorama,
Procol Harum,
Livin' Joy,
Scott Walker,
Jesper Dahlback,
T.S.O.L.,
The Doobie Brothers,
Connie Case,
the Swans,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Aaron Thompson,
Hot Snakes,
Isaac Hayes,
L. Decosne,
Soft Cell,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Cheater Slicks,
Yusef Lateef,
Make Up,
Mantronix,
Minutemen,
Donald Byrd,
Jacques Brel,
Erykah Badu,
Duran Duran,
Half Japanese,
John Holt,
The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas.
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.