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 Pakistan and from Mexico City.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Section 25 to the techno 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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All Boz Scaggs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Young Marble Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mighty Diamonds,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
B.T. Express,
D'Angelo,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Alarm Clocks,
Joe Smooth,
The Human League,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Junior Murvin,
James White and The Blacks,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Tropical Tobacco,
Excepter,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Skatalites,
World's Most,
Section 25,
Scrapy,
Lucky Dragons,
Agitation Free,
Camberwell Now,
Darondo,
Flamin' Groovies,
ABC,
The Monochrome Set,
The Flesh Eaters,
Marcia Griffiths,
David Axelrod,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bizarre Inc.,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Whodini,
Rod Modell,
Kerri Chandler,
Barrington Levy,
the Human League,
Dennis Brown,
The Slits,
Moby Grape,
The Sonics,
Faust,
The Litter,
The Fugs,
Clear Light,
KRS-One,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Buzzcocks,
Minny Pops,
The Pretty Things,
Aswad,
Soul II Soul,
Leonard Cohen,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sandy B,
Ken Boothe,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ultravox,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Spoonie Gee,
Depeche Mode,
The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros.
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.