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 Mali and from Salvador.
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 Manila and Shanghai.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barclay James Harvest 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cluster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
L. Decosne,
Ituana,
Maleditus Sound,
Warsaw,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Yellowson,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Star Department,
Matthew Bourne,
One Last Wish,
The Litter,
Quadrant,
Tropical Tobacco,
Eli Mardock,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Crooked Eye,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Golliwogs,
Rapeman,
Animal Collective,
Brick,
Erykah Badu,
The Monks,
Cymande,
Drive Like Jehu,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Television Personalities,
Sugar Minott,
Derrick May,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Average White Band,
Niagra,
The Blackbyrds,
Yazoo,
Blake Baxter,
John Cale,
Adolescents,
The Count Five,
Alphaville,
Brass Construction,
Dorothy Ashby,
Schoolly D,
The Fall,
Jandek,
Flipper,
the Sonics,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Erasure,
Prince Buster,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lakeside,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rosa Yemen,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.