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 Iran and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Bremen.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Lee Hazlewood to the disco 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 Bad Manners. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Parrish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mojo Men record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Warsaw,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lower 48,
Nik Kershaw,
Adolescents,
Graham Central Station,
Piero Umiliani,
The Vogues,
Ultra Naté,
Minor Threat,
Aloha Tigers,
Flipper,
Kas Product,
Ossler,
Sällskapet,
Neil Young,
Absolute Body Control,
Bootsy Collins,
The Fire Engines,
Reagan Youth,
Althea and Donna,
The Mighty Diamonds,
LL Cool J,
Silicon Teens,
The Seeds,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Arab on Radar,
Anakelly,
Henry Cow,
Isaac Hayes,
D'Angelo,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Don Cherry,
Black Pus,
The Blackbyrds,
The Alarm Clocks,
Camberwell Now,
Toni Rubio,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kaleidoscope,
Joyce Sims,
Tomorrow,
Khruangbin,
Josef K,
Little Man,
Roxy Music,
Unrelated Segments,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Neon Judgement,
Clear Light,
Rapeman,
Erykah Badu,
This Heat,
Erasure,
Lightning Bolt,
The Cramps,
Brand Nubian,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lyres,
Niagra, Niagra, Niagra, Niagra.
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.