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 Finland and from Madrid.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Shanghai.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Unrelated Segments to the grunge 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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siouxsie and the Banshees record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glenn Branca record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Radiohead,
Lou Christie,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Gun Club,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Mummies,
Minutemen,
Faust,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Black Moon,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Donny Hathaway,
Sixth Finger,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Mars,
Rosa Yemen,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Derrick Morgan,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Severed Heads,
Siglo XX,
The Count Five,
Carl Craig,
Roxette,
Johnny Osbourne,
David McCallum,
Lucky Dragons,
Aaron Thompson,
Steve Hackett,
Brothers Johnson,
Thee Headcoats,
Harpers Bizarre,
Jeff Mills,
Tres Demented,
Terry Callier,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The J.B.'s,
Kayak,
Supertramp,
Ultra Naté,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Black Sheep,
Erasure,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Todd Rundgren,
The Index,
Rufus Thomas,
Sun City Girls,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bill Near,
The Grass Roots,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sällskapet,
Underground Resistance,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.