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 Rwanda and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Dual Sessions to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Man Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Desert Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rosa Yemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Con Funk Shun record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
Warsaw,
Second Layer,
Public Enemy,
MDC,
The Real Kids,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Country Joe & The Fish,
F. McDonald,
Neu!,
Brothers Johnson,
Duran Duran,
Sparks,
Wings,
Magma,
The Five Americans,
Bobby Byrd,
Bootsy Collins,
Alice Coltrane,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Goldenarms,
Iggy Pop,
Scientists,
Masters at Work,
Easy Going,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Fatback Band,
Electric Prunes,
Cameo,
The Knickerbockers,
Joe Finger,
Erasure,
Monolake,
The Doors,
AZ,
Colin Newman,
Ohio Players,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Terry Callier,
The Misunderstood,
Delta 5,
Gong,
kango's stein massive,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Unrelated Segments,
Pylon,
LL Cool J,
Al Stewart,
Joy Division,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Excepter,
DNA,
Dawn Penn,
The Sound,
Sonic Youth,
Los Fastidios,
Prince Buster,
Nils Olav,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
ABC,
Sugar Minott,
Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies.
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.