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 Oman and from Taipei.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Negative Approach to the electroclash 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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlbäck 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Khruangbin,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Oneida,
Circle Jerks,
Marmalade,
Barry Ungar,
The Real Kids,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Joe Smooth,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sex Pistols,
Young Marble Giants,
Lightning Bolt,
The Divine Comedy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Can,
The Dave Clark Five,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Fire Engines,
Albert Ayler,
New York Dolls,
Ralphi Rosario,
These Immortal Souls,
Kerrie Biddell,
Warsaw,
Robert Hood,
The Velvet Underground,
The Golliwogs,
Siglo XX,
The Misunderstood,
DJ Sneak,
Arab on Radar,
Dead Boys,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lucky Dragons,
Bauhaus,
Black Moon,
Agent Orange,
The Associates,
Rosa Yemen,
The Kinks,
Alphaville,
Nirvana,
Flash Fearless,
kango's stein massive,
Gabor Szabo,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
ABBA,
Monolake,
Television Personalities,
Radio Birdman,
Ultra Naté,
Darondo,
Anakelly,
Buzzcocks,
Dave Gahan,
Bobby Byrd,
Easy Going,
Niagra,
Susan Cadogan,
The Sonics,
Camberwell Now,
K-Klass,
Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster.
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.