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 Honduras and from Spokane.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 It's A Beautiful Day to the electroclash 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 Blossom Toes. All the underground hits.
All Rahsaan Roland Kirk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Association record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a London Community Gospel Choir record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New York Dolls,
Sound Behaviour,
Chrome,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sister Nancy,
Harry Pussy,
Hoover,
Pagans,
Average White Band,
The United States of America,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Eurythmics,
The Black Dice,
Nick Fraelich,
Jerry's Kids,
John Foxx,
Kerrie Biddell,
Tropical Tobacco,
Surgeon,
the Sonics,
Godley & Creme,
The Skatalites,
Yazoo,
Kurtis Blow,
Maurizio,
DJ Sneak,
Talk Talk,
Soul Sonic Force,
Idris Muhammad,
This Heat,
Theoretical Girls,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Morten Harket,
Eddi Front,
The Invisible,
Marine Girls,
Camberwell Now,
The Human League,
Althea and Donna,
Panda Bear,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Litter,
Clear Light,
Wally Richardson,
Minor Threat,
Black Pus,
Robert Görl,
T.S.O.L.,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Pretty Things,
The Dave Clark Five,
X-Ray Spex,
Section 25,
the Normal,
Lyres,
MC5,
The Saints,
Simply Red,
Byron Stingily,
Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw.
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.