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 Ireland and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Wake to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Grass Roots. All the underground hits.
All The Associates tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cowsills record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Standells,
The J.B.'s,
Audionom,
Flash Fearless,
Reagan Youth,
The Mojo Men,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Scion,
Index,
Lakeside,
Marshall Jefferson,
Albert Ayler,
Flipper,
Danielle Patucci,
Ken Boothe,
Frankie Knuckles,
Agent Orange,
Swell Maps,
Fatback Band,
The Seeds,
Rites of Spring,
Skaos,
Ice-T,
Bauhaus,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rakim,
The Birthday Party,
Isaac Hayes,
Lyres,
Quantec,
Colin Newman,
Dorothy Ashby,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Offenders,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Index,
Echospace,
JFA,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kerri Chandler,
The Human League,
Gerry Rafferty,
Chrome,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ornette Coleman,
The Cramps,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Red Krayola,
Jimmy McGriff,
Magma,
Tommy Roe,
Rod Modell,
Negative Approach,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Altered Images,
Derrick May,
the Bar-Kays,
The Sonics,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
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.