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 Benin and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Avey Tare to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All the Germs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marvin Gaye,
Kaleidoscope,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Saccharine Trust,
Derrick May,
Lakeside,
Gil Scott Heron,
Scion,
Yaz,
Quadrant,
Connie Case,
Traffic Nightmare,
FM Einheit,
Jawbox,
Bauhaus,
The Fugs,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sunsets and Hearts,
June Days,
Wire,
John Cale,
Interpol,
John Holt,
Glenn Branca,
Rufus Thomas,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Evens,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Deepchord,
Radiopuhelimet,
Monks,
The Human League,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Doors,
The Index,
Little Man,
Main Source,
Y Pants,
Essential Logic,
Cheater Slicks,
Heaven 17,
Donny Hathaway,
Radio Birdman,
The Fall,
The Dead C,
Adolescents,
Television Personalities,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ludus,
Minny Pops,
Babytalk,
Joy Division,
Tres Demented,
ABBA,
The Vogues,
Mary Jane Girls,
Maurizio,
Jeff Lynne,
Ohio Players,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
U.S. Maple,
Barclay James Harvest,
Motorama,
Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett.
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.