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 Spain and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Names to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Coltrane 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maleditus Sound,
Boz Scaggs,
Scott Walker,
Whodini,
Prince Buster,
Marmalade,
T. Rex,
Japan,
Ohio Players,
R.M.O.,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Camberwell Now,
David Axelrod,
Cluster,
Public Enemy,
Iggy Pop,
The Kinks,
U.S. Maple,
The Grass Roots,
Bizarre Inc.,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Black Pus,
Grey Daturas,
Bobby Byrd,
Desert Stars,
Saccharine Trust,
Susan Cadogan,
Scrapy,
Flash Fearless,
Todd Rundgren,
One Last Wish,
Unrelated Segments,
Johnny Clarke,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Fugs,
World's Most,
John Cale,
Angry Samoans,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Names,
Lalann,
La Düsseldorf,
ABC,
The Selecter,
Roger Hodgson,
Masters at Work,
Throbbing Gristle,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Brick,
AZ,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Wings,
Funky Four + One,
Television Personalities,
New Order,
Rekid,
John Foxx,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Soft Cell,
Godley & Creme,
The Doors,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ronan,
Section 25,
Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana.
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.