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 Georgia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Suburban Knight to the punk 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 Doors. All the underground hits.
All Be Bop Deluxe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Saccharine Trust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare 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?
Metal Thangz,
Albert Ayler,
Monolake,
Television Personalities,
Bobby Sherman,
The United States of America,
This Heat,
Tres Demented,
Leonard Cohen,
Silicon Teens,
Johnny Clarke,
China Crisis,
The Barracudas,
Aaron Thompson,
Quando Quango,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
New York Dolls,
Amazonics,
Qualms,
Alison Limerick,
The Toasters,
The Offenders,
Flash Fearless,
Nik Kershaw,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Wolf Eyes,
Symarip,
F. McDonald,
Lou Christie,
June Days,
Roy Ayers,
Stereo Dub,
Ronnie Foster,
Ohio Players,
Avey Tare,
Index,
Ken Boothe,
Black Sheep,
Stockholm Monsters,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Pole,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Dark Day,
Soft Machine,
The Moleskins,
Black Flag,
Bob Dylan,
Pharoah Sanders,
Vladislav Delay,
David Bowie,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sixth Finger,
X-Ray Spex,
Zero Boys,
The Selecter,
Siglo XX,
Erasure,
Blake Baxter,
The Golliwogs,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men.
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.