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 Mali and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Hong Kong.
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 marimba 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 Skriet 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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All Manfred Mann's Earth Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro 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?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Scientists,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Real Kids,
DNA,
The Beau Brummels,
Deepchord,
Barrington Levy,
Circle Jerks,
Funky Four + One,
MC5,
Rhythm & Sound,
Pere Ubu,
Charles Mingus,
Lou Christie,
The Cosmic Jokers,
MDC,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
the Slits,
Lee Hazlewood,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Young Rascals,
The Sound,
Rotary Connection,
Silicon Teens,
Grandmaster Flash,
Arab on Radar,
Bronski Beat,
Lindisfarne,
Magma,
Derrick Morgan,
Talk Talk,
Q65,
The Smiths,
Pylon,
Flash Fearless,
Little Man,
Camouflage,
The Doors,
A Certain Ratio,
Fela Kuti,
Eddi Front,
The Velvet Underground,
Swell Maps,
Eric Copeland,
Technova,
Tommy Roe,
The Selecter,
Traffic Nightmare,
a-ha,
Judy Mowatt,
Tomorrow,
Black Pus,
Junior Murvin,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Stooges,
New Age Steppers,
U.S. Maple,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Graham Central Station,
Stetsasonic,
Japan,
Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus.
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.