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 Senegal and from Copenhagen.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 This Heat to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Dorothy Ashby. All the underground hits.
All Anthony Braxton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar 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 Motions,
Marvin Gaye,
L. Decosne,
Harmonia,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
CMW,
Television Personalities,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Robert Görl,
Moss Icon,
These Immortal Souls,
Delta 5,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sexual Harrassment,
Don Cherry,
Rotary Connection,
World's Most,
Cameo,
Frankie Knuckles,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Seeds,
New York Dolls,
Crispy Ambulance,
Darondo,
Television,
Dorothy Ashby,
EPMD,
Hoover,
Lower 48,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Los Fastidios,
Suburban Knight,
Black Moon,
Tropical Tobacco,
the Germs,
Echospace,
R.M.O.,
The Fuzztones,
Scientists,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Average White Band,
ABC,
In Retrospect,
Reagan Youth,
JFA,
Adolescents,
The Smoke,
Crash Course in Science,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Tommy Roe,
Severed Heads,
Wings,
Half Japanese,
Leonard Cohen,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Barrington Levy,
Theoretical Girls,
Quadrant,
The Techniques,
Freddie Wadling,
Groovy Waters,
Siglo XX,
Zero Boys,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.