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 Japan and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 CMW to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Average White Band 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
Jimmy McGriff,
June Days,
Yusef Lateef,
Organ,
Johnny Osbourne,
Tommy Roe,
Nik Kershaw,
Jandek,
Bizarre Inc.,
Maleditus Sound,
Parry Music,
Ten City,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Minutemen,
The Fugs,
The Raincoats,
A Certain Ratio,
Donny Hathaway,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Aaron Thompson,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Moleskins,
The Index,
Supertramp,
Sällskapet,
Amon Düül II,
Y Pants,
Warsaw,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Funkadelic,
Man Parrish,
Ultravox,
Massinfluence,
K-Klass,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
X-Ray Spex,
Gerry Rafferty,
D'Angelo,
OOIOO,
Simply Red,
Connie Case,
Moss Icon,
Kas Product,
Fatback Band,
The Evens,
Tres Demented,
The Move,
The Sonics,
Gang Gang Dance,
John Lydon,
Q65,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
DJ Style,
Darondo,
Maurizio,
The Beau Brummels,
Rapeman, Rapeman, Rapeman, Rapeman.
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.