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 Nicaragua and from Hong Kong.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 chamberlin 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud to the rock 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 Trumans Water. All the underground hits.
All The Mighty Diamonds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Buckinghams record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Piero Umiliani,
Half Japanese,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Organ,
The Litter,
The Fugs,
The Sonics,
a-ha,
Little Man,
Wally Richardson,
David McCallum,
Alice Coltrane,
Glenn Branca,
Audionom,
Theoretical Girls,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sound Behaviour,
Maurizio,
Youth Brigade,
Saccharine Trust,
Lou Reed,
Chris & Cosey,
Guru Guru,
Grey Daturas,
Hardrive,
Kurtis Blow,
Godley & Creme,
Television Personalities,
Skaos,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Quando Quango,
Oneida,
Kool Moe Dee,
Delon & Dalcan,
Archie Shepp,
Hashim,
The Misunderstood,
Rakim,
Motorama,
The Modern Lovers,
Minutemen,
Skriet,
The Residents,
The Human League,
Peter & Gordon,
The Monochrome Set,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Panda Bear,
The Gories,
Black Pus,
Michelle Simonal,
the Slits,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Monks,
K-Klass,
LL Cool J,
Barry Ungar,
The Associates,
Underground Resistance,
La Düsseldorf,
Loose Ends,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.