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 Syria and from Shanghai.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Woodstock.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Dual Sessions to the funk 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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sonics,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sonny Sharrock,
Mary Jane Girls,
Rites of Spring,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pylon,
Motorama,
Lower 48,
Mars,
a-ha,
Kas Product,
OOIOO,
Adolescents,
The Dirtbombs,
Prince Buster,
Altered Images,
Khruangbin,
Hoover,
Radiohead,
The Smoke,
Deadbeat,
Iggy Pop,
Audionom,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Slits,
The Cowsills,
Skarface,
John Coltrane,
D'Angelo,
The Stooges,
Ice-T,
Aural Exciters,
Lindisfarne,
The Human League,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pole,
T.S.O.L.,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Roxy Music,
Funkadelic,
Bad Manners,
Minutemen,
The Standells,
Au Pairs,
Aaron Thompson,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Remains,
Malaria!,
Los Fastidios,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Glenn Branca,
Siglo XX,
Harpers Bizarre,
Eric Copeland,
Stereo Dub,
Little Man,
Procol Harum,
Wings,
Brass Construction,
Peter & Gordon,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.