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 Solomon Islands and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 guitar 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 Moebius to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Tubeway Army tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hoover record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Intrusion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Skriet,
Arcadia,
The Dirtbombs,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Schoolly D,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Albert Ayler,
Animal Collective,
Godley & Creme,
X-102,
Can,
Deepchord,
Pole,
The Associates,
The Angels of Light,
La Düsseldorf,
Monolake,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sugar Minott,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ponytail,
Echospace,
Hardrive,
Supertramp,
Severed Heads,
Nils Olav,
Josef K,
Aswad,
Motorama,
Q65,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Connie Case,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Spandau Ballet,
Rakim,
Al Stewart,
Excepter,
Public Image Ltd.,
Roxette,
Sun Ra,
Theoretical Girls,
Quando Quango,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Warsaw,
The Mighty Diamonds,
New Age Steppers,
The Residents,
a-ha,
Grauzone,
John Coltrane,
Soulsonic Force,
Babytalk,
Chris Corsano,
The Stooges,
The Detroit Cobras,
Liliput,
Mantronix,
Visage,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.