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 Azerbaijan and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Subhumans 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skriet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
Todd Rundgren,
The Motions,
DNA,
Clear Light,
AZ,
The Neon Judgement,
The Alarm Clocks,
Subhumans,
Henry Cow,
Piero Umiliani,
Gregory Isaacs,
Massinfluence,
Amazonics,
The Toasters,
The Techniques,
Circle Jerks,
Moss Icon,
Shuggie Otis,
Groovy Waters,
Soulsonic Force,
Dave Gahan,
The Standells,
Average White Band,
The Mojo Men,
Scratch Acid,
The Pop Group,
Johnny Clarke,
Gabor Szabo,
Intrusion,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Fortunes,
Morten Harket,
Arthur Verocai,
Depeche Mode,
Patti Smith,
Hoover,
Half Japanese,
T.S.O.L.,
Ossler,
Joy Division,
Duran Duran,
E-Dancer,
the Swans,
Radio Birdman,
These Immortal Souls,
Brick,
The Electric Prunes,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bizarre Inc.,
Eric Copeland,
Roxy Music,
Eve St. Jones,
K-Klass,
Marvin Gaye,
Flipper,
Judy Mowatt,
Soul II Soul,
Barbara Tucker,
Hashim,
Archie Shepp,
Joe Smooth,
Cheater Slicks,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.