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 Sri Lanka and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Dead Boys to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band. All the underground hits.
All Barrington Levy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sister Nancy 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Names,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Howard Jones,
Section 25,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lower 48,
Stockholm Monsters,
Public Image Ltd.,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Aswad,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bizarre Inc.,
Hasil Adkins,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Roger Hodgson,
The Velvet Underground,
Au Pairs,
World's Most,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Animal Collective,
MC5,
Colin Newman,
A Certain Ratio,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Youth Brigade,
Wally Richardson,
Outsiders,
The Dead C,
Soul II Soul,
Eurythmics,
The Wake,
Trumans Water,
Rotary Connection,
Heaven 17,
Brand Nubian,
The Cosmic Jokers,
DNA,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Moby Grape,
Con Funk Shun,
CMW,
Barry Ungar,
Brothers Johnson,
Pylon,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
DJ Style,
The Angels of Light,
Erasure,
Matthew Halsall,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Pulsallama,
Lungfish,
Panda Bear,
Albert Ayler,
Henry Cow,
The Grass Roots,
Sandy B,
Junior Murvin,
UT,
Roxy Music,
Ossler,
Johnny Clarke,
Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne.
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.