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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 sitar 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 Talk Talk to the grime 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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brothers Johnson,
Faraquet,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Nation of Ulysses,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Young Marble Giants,
E-Dancer,
Mantronix,
Sällskapet,
Stereo Dub,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jawbox,
Joy Division,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Blackbyrds,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Five Americans,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Agent Orange,
New York Dolls,
Essential Logic,
Neil Young,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Dennis Brown,
Blossom Toes,
Gabor Szabo,
Gerry Rafferty,
Vainqueur,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Pagans,
Rosa Yemen,
Eric Copeland,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bobby Byrd,
Scrapy,
Steve Hackett,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Zeros,
Crooked Eye,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Slackers,
Loose Ends,
The Neon Judgement,
Unwound,
Throbbing Gristle,
Johnny Clarke,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Kurtis Blow,
Glenn Branca,
Niagra,
Trumans Water,
The Litter,
Sixth Finger,
Barry Ungar,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Toni Rubio,
Blancmange,
Second Layer,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Vogues,
Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock.
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.