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 Malawi and from Glasgow.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Wire to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 World's Most. All the underground hits.
All Rod Modell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sister Nancy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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?
In Retrospect,
Rufus Thomas,
Amazonics,
Infiniti,
Yazoo,
The Raincoats,
Patti Smith,
Sugar Minott,
Frankie Knuckles,
Archie Shepp,
Kerri Chandler,
Amon Düül II,
The Dead C,
Soft Cell,
Q65,
Ohio Players,
F. McDonald,
Aloha Tigers,
Rekid,
Sun City Girls,
Pulsallama,
Joe Finger,
Zero Boys,
Bob Dylan,
Jandek,
Roxy Music,
The Zeros,
Dennis Brown,
Carl Craig,
Amon Düül,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lebanon Hanover,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Dawn Penn,
Lucky Dragons,
Prince Buster,
The Fire Engines,
Skarface,
The Techniques,
Marmalade,
Fat Boys,
The Wake,
Steve Hackett,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Mad Mike,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Alison Limerick,
The Gap Band,
Rosa Yemen,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Erykah Badu,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Mummies,
Blake Baxter,
Joe Smooth,
Bootsy Collins,
Arthur Verocai,
The Black Dice,
CMW,
Leonard Cohen,
10cc,
The Gun Club,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark.
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.