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 Angola and from Lagos.
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 Mumbai and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Amazonics to the techno 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 The Standells. All the underground hits.
All Ronan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeru the Damaja,
Eden Ahbez,
The Slits,
The Searchers,
The Last Poets,
Moebius,
Unwound,
Main Source,
Big Daddy Kane,
Rites of Spring,
The Saints,
the Slits,
Lebanon Hanover,
Barclay James Harvest,
Swell Maps,
Howard Jones,
MC5,
Saccharine Trust,
Marmalade,
Johnny Osbourne,
Maurizio,
Dead Boys,
The Electric Prunes,
JFA,
Roxette,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Porter Ricks,
Section 25,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rapeman,
The Dave Clark Five,
Make Up,
The Modern Lovers,
Faust,
The New Christs,
Bronski Beat,
Marvin Gaye,
New York Dolls,
the Swans,
Tears for Fears,
Graham Central Station,
Jacques Brel,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Hoover,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Deakin,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Flamin' Groovies,
the Bar-Kays,
Leonard Cohen,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Von Mondo,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Cowsills,
Television,
Y Pants,
Eric Dolphy,
Barrington Levy,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Tubeway Army,
The Seeds,
Theoretical Girls,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.