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 Slovakia and from Cairo.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Donald Fagen 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 Liliput to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Lungfish. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arthur Verocai,
Prince Buster,
Tom Boy,
The Invisible,
Lower 48,
Warsaw,
Marvin Gaye,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Crime,
Dark Day,
Pantytec,
Parry Music,
Swell Maps,
Yusef Lateef,
D'Angelo,
Josef K,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Real Kids,
Man Eating Sloth,
Mission of Burma,
Matthew Halsall,
L. Decosne,
The Motions,
Althea and Donna,
T.S.O.L.,
Kerrie Biddell,
Cybotron,
Robert Wyatt,
Q and Not U,
The Smiths,
In Retrospect,
Angry Samoans,
Japan,
Lakeside,
The Barracudas,
Agitation Free,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Slick Rick,
Vainqueur,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Visage,
Mandrill,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Normal,
The Velvet Underground,
Crash Course in Science,
Excepter,
Quadrant,
H. Thieme,
Lalann,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Scion,
Smog,
Infiniti,
Tomorrow,
Dead Boys,
Buzzcocks,
The Fugs,
The Standells,
Todd Rundgren,
Fad Gadget,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.