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 Marshall Islands and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Lakeside to the disco 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 Pussy Galore. All the underground hits.
All The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Hutcherson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donald Byrd,
Marmalade,
Black Bananas,
The Blues Magoos,
Sandy B,
The Associates,
Essential Logic,
Lalo Schifrin,
Visage,
John Lydon,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Sound,
Young Marble Giants,
Kas Product,
The Cowsills,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lakeside,
Sällskapet,
David Bowie,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Altered Images,
The Wake,
Colin Newman,
Arab on Radar,
Rekid,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
cv313,
Sly & The Family Stone,
48th St. Collective,
Mantronix,
Minor Threat,
Bizarre Inc.,
One Last Wish,
Quando Quango,
The Stooges,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Minny Pops,
Circle Jerks,
The Real Kids,
The Remains,
Black Flag,
Pagans,
Make Up,
Unwound,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Donny Hathaway,
The Move,
The Five Americans,
Freddie Wadling,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bad Manners,
Cybotron,
Stockholm Monsters,
Stetsasonic,
The Velvet Underground,
Mary Jane Girls,
Angry Samoans,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.