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 Haiti and from Lagos.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 X-Ray Spex to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Supertramp 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 '80s.
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 Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
Jeff Lynne,
OOIOO,
John Holt,
Pylon,
Crispy Ambulance,
The New Christs,
Byron Stingily,
Ituana,
Bobby Sherman,
Kurtis Blow,
Cheater Slicks,
Basic Channel,
The United States of America,
Jimmy McGriff,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
China Crisis,
Zero Boys,
The Durutti Column,
Mission of Burma,
Bang On A Can,
Marshall Jefferson,
Metal Thangz,
D'Angelo,
Slave,
Connie Case,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Unrelated Segments,
The Velvet Underground,
48th St. Collective,
The Zeros,
The Sound,
The Stooges,
Skarface,
Cameo,
the Normal,
the Swans,
Second Layer,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kerrie Biddell,
Nik Kershaw,
Urselle,
Robert Wyatt,
Anthony Braxton,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Wasted Youth,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Busters,
Chrome,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Faraquet,
DNA,
Massinfluence,
Jandek,
Amon Düül,
Minnie Riperton,
Alice Coltrane,
The Blues Magoos,
The Star Department,
The Beau Brummels,
The Fall,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.