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 Brazil and from Lille.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the güiro 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 Lightning Bolt to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Donald Byrd. All the underground hits.
All The Birthday Party tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Albert Ayler 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dirtbombs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pere Ubu,
Suburban Knight,
Radiopuhelimet,
D'Angelo,
Deadbeat,
Arthur Verocai,
DNA,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Misunderstood,
The Moleskins,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lightning Bolt,
Man Parrish,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Techniques,
Blancmange,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Japan,
Moby Grape,
Jandek,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Khruangbin,
Duran Duran,
Oblivians,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Joy Division,
Gichy Dan,
The Names,
Steve Hackett,
Anakelly,
Little Man,
Wire,
Symarip,
Public Image Ltd.,
Simply Red,
Funkadelic,
Soulsonic Force,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kaleidoscope,
Frankie Knuckles,
Fad Gadget,
Marc Almond,
Flash Fearless,
Darondo,
Isaac Hayes,
The Motions,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Skarface,
Ponytail,
Black Flag,
Monolake,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Happenings,
Popol Vuh,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Heaven 17,
The Dead C,
Los Fastidios,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.