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 Bulgaria and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 X-Ray Spex to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Jawbox. All the underground hits.
All Gabor Szabo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glenn Branca 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Peanut Butter Conspiracy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Country Teasers,
Section 25,
The Blackbyrds,
Crime,
Graham Central Station,
Deepchord,
Soul Sonic Force,
The United States of America,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Remains,
Sound Behaviour,
Animal Collective,
Minutemen,
Second Layer,
The Misunderstood,
New York Dolls,
Gichy Dan,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
F. McDonald,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Outsiders,
The Evens,
The Standells,
The Grass Roots,
Sandy B,
Aswad,
Wasted Youth,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Moss Icon,
Bush Tetras,
Crash Course in Science,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Joe Smooth,
Fugazi,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Alarm Clocks,
Soft Cell,
Quando Quango,
The Dead C,
Buzzcocks,
Joensuu 1685,
Darondo,
Circle Jerks,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lower 48,
The Shadows of Knight,
Khruangbin,
Tom Boy,
Fatback Band,
UT,
Derrick Morgan,
the Slits,
Maurizio,
Parry Music,
Cybotron,
Mad Mike,
Inner City,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.