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 South Sudan and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 rhodes 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 Clear Light to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Drive Like Jehu. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence 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 theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scientists record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Faraquet,
Faust,
The Invisible,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Eric Dolphy,
Television Personalities,
The Mummies,
AZ,
Can,
Fat Boys,
Pantytec,
The Sound,
Chris & Cosey,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Simply Red,
Popol Vuh,
Neu!,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Tremeloes,
The Move,
Eve St. Jones,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
X-Ray Spex,
Bobby Byrd,
Anakelly,
Stockholm Monsters,
Agitation Free,
The Moleskins,
Blancmange,
Royal Trux,
The Gap Band,
Bobby Womack,
The Flesh Eaters,
A Certain Ratio,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
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The Moody Blues,
Johnny Clarke,
Girls At Our Best!,
Fugazi,
Talk Talk,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Guru Guru,
Lower 48,
Stiv Bators,
Slick Rick,
Theoretical Girls,
Jacques Brel,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bill Near,
Jeff Lynne,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Urselle,
the Soft Cell,
Jeff Mills,
Dual Sessions,
Ultimate Spinach,
Siglo XX,
Rufus Thomas,
The Sonics,
Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls.
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.