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 Greece and from Portland.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Rakim to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sugar Minott. All the underground hits.
All the Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yellowson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Simply Red,
Lindisfarne,
EPMD,
Rakim,
Pagans,
Kenny Larkin,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Dual Sessions,
Graham Central Station,
Minor Threat,
Funkadelic,
Sun City Girls,
Deepchord,
Flamin' Groovies,
Tommy Roe,
cv313,
The Evens,
The Golliwogs,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Slick Rick,
Jandek,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Electric Prunes,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
X-101,
Bobby Sherman,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Gories,
Arab on Radar,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Drive Like Jehu,
Massinfluence,
the Fania All-Stars,
Morten Harket,
Roger Hodgson,
World's Most,
Scientists,
Blancmange,
Yazoo,
Wire,
Livin' Joy,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Fall,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Glenn Branca,
Matthew Halsall,
Pet Shop Boys,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Count Five,
Jacques Brel,
Monks,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Drexciya,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Circle Jerks,
Icehouse,
Mission of Burma,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Terry Callier,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.