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 Congo and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 mellotron 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 Oblivians to the electroclash 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 Lungfish. All the underground hits.
All The Sisters of Mercy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fela Kuti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Red Krayola,
Arab on Radar,
Terrestrial Tones,
Scion,
Girls At Our Best!,
Cluster,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ten City,
Warren Ellis,
Yazoo,
Mars,
Ken Boothe,
Newcleus,
The United States of America,
Essential Logic,
cv313,
Animal Collective,
Nation of Ulysses,
Outsiders,
Soul Sonic Force,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Japan,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Johnny Osbourne,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ronan,
The Five Americans,
Blossom Toes,
Heaven 17,
In Retrospect,
Con Funk Shun,
The Knickerbockers,
Brick,
Davy DMX,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
kango's stein massive,
The Happenings,
Ice-T,
Buzzcocks,
Donald Byrd,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cecil Taylor,
Soft Machine,
The Gap Band,
Black Flag,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kas Product,
Frankie Knuckles,
Wolf Eyes,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Echospace,
Man Parrish,
MC5,
Sound Behaviour,
Sight & Sound,
The Wake,
Wings,
Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape.
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.