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 Turkey and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Livin' Joy to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All Siouxsie and the Banshees tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funky Four + One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
Zero Boys,
FM Einheit,
Dave Gahan,
Gang Green,
Bobby Hutcherson,
H. Thieme,
Jimmy McGriff,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Khruangbin,
The Litter,
Chrome,
La Düsseldorf,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Tremeloes,
The J.B.'s,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Seeds,
Shoche,
Bobby Sherman,
Flipper,
Pet Shop Boys,
Crispy Ambulance,
Black Flag,
Johnny Osbourne,
Yellowson,
Kool Moe Dee,
Minny Pops,
The Evens,
Brothers Johnson,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
John Foxx,
Lakeside,
Goldenarms,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Funkadelic,
Ponytail,
Robert Görl,
Procol Harum,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Birthday Party,
Bob Dylan,
Cameo,
New Order,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Desert Stars,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Stereo Dub,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Crash Course in Science,
Infiniti,
Fela Kuti,
Reagan Youth,
Byron Stingily,
Soft Cell,
Magma,
Swell Maps,
Letta Mbulu,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Moebius, Moebius, Moebius, Moebius.
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.