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 South Africa and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Jesper Dahlback to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All David McCallum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sällskapet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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 Toasters,
Reuben Wilson,
Franke,
Grandmaster Flash,
Andrew Hill,
Livin' Joy,
Funky Four + One,
Iggy Pop,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ralphi Rosario,
Underground Resistance,
Deepchord,
Royal Trux,
Model 500,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Nick Fraelich,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Derrick May,
Faraquet,
Nirvana,
Metal Thangz,
Angry Samoans,
The Slits,
Crispy Ambulance,
Whodini,
Trumans Water,
Arab on Radar,
X-102,
Ornette Coleman,
Harry Pussy,
Motorama,
Big Daddy Kane,
Eric Copeland,
The Fugs,
Jimmy McGriff,
Mark Hollis,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Pierre Henry,
Von Mondo,
Jeff Mills,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Move,
The Zeros,
Index,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Alice Coltrane,
The Smiths,
the Human League,
Magma,
Bronski Beat,
Easy Going,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Derrick Morgan,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Slackers,
Johnny Clarke,
Warren Ellis,
Skarface,
Dawn Penn,
10cc,
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You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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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.