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 Kosovo and from Houston.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Delhi.
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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Pagans to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Cheater Slicks. All the underground hits.
All LL Cool J tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythm & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
The Black Dice,
Flamin' Groovies,
Roger Hodgson,
Black Pus,
The Real Kids,
Mantronix,
Gichy Dan,
Dave Gahan,
Gil Scott Heron,
Hoover,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Matthew Halsall,
Neu!,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Agitation Free,
The Offenders,
The Monochrome Set,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kenny Larkin,
The Angels of Light,
Fad Gadget,
Essential Logic,
Chris & Cosey,
Barry Ungar,
Skarface,
New Order,
Cal Tjader,
Tres Demented,
Fluxion,
Grauzone,
Unwound,
The Durutti Column,
Derrick Morgan,
Lungfish,
Con Funk Shun,
Rakim,
The Cure,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Accadde A,
Los Fastidios,
Scientists,
Davy DMX,
Second Layer,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Metal Thangz,
Barrington Levy,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Pop Group,
Motorama,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Television Personalities,
The Barracudas,
Nico,
The Knickerbockers,
Panda Bear,
Robert Wyatt,
Warren Ellis,
Radiopuhelimet,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Josef K,
Sonic Youth,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.