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 Guinea and from Jakarta.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the guitar 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 Radio Birdman to the rock 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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultimate Spinach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pretty Things record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
The Buckinghams,
The Fire Engines,
Saccharine Trust,
Eden Ahbez,
Porter Ricks,
Eric B and Rakim,
Peter and Kerry,
Mad Mike,
Lee Hazlewood,
Freddie Wadling,
The J.B.'s,
Gichy Dan,
The Birthday Party,
Marshall Jefferson,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Carl Craig,
The Sonics,
OOIOO,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Crooked Eye,
Shuggie Otis,
The Grass Roots,
Grey Daturas,
Stereo Dub,
The Sound,
Angry Samoans,
Spoonie Gee,
Arthur Verocai,
Pantytec,
The Golliwogs,
Scratch Acid,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Boz Scaggs,
Whodini,
Supertramp,
Sight & Sound,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Nirvana,
Q65,
The Gladiators,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Zapp,
Make Up,
Black Bananas,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
World's Most,
Wings,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The New Christs,
The Smoke,
Throbbing Gristle,
Circle Jerks,
The Leaves,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Iggy Pop,
Pantaleimon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Barbara Tucker,
Country Teasers,
Interpol,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Beau Brummels,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.