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 Bulgaria and from Bologna.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the 808 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 dance 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 Bobby Womack. All the underground hits.
All Glambeats Corp. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smiths 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
T. Rex,
Bush Tetras,
Josef K,
Q and Not U,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Janne Schatter,
X-101,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Tubeway Army,
World's Most,
Hardrive,
Theoretical Girls,
Robert Hood,
the Bar-Kays,
Charles Mingus,
EPMD,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
China Crisis,
Sparks,
The Busters,
The Smoke,
Blossom Toes,
The Mojo Men,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Au Pairs,
The J.B.'s,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Roger Hodgson,
Ituana,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Nas,
The Sound,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ossler,
Agent Orange,
Dennis Brown,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Smiths,
The Alarm Clocks,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lower 48,
Section 25,
Gang Gang Dance,
Amon Düül,
Duran Duran,
Marshall Jefferson,
Vainqueur,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gang Green,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Doobie Brothers,
Eric B and Rakim,
Depeche Mode,
The Residents,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Dorothy Ashby,
Thompson Twins,
Angry Samoans,
The Move, The Move, The Move, The Move.
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.