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 Zimbabwe and from Columbus.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Brick to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every These Immortal Souls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sugar Minott,
Godley & Creme,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Aaron Thompson,
The New Christs,
Neil Young,
Q65,
Sonic Youth,
Urselle,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Symarip,
Malaria!,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
David McCallum,
China Crisis,
Robert Görl,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Saccharine Trust,
DJ Sneak,
Marmalade,
Basic Channel,
Nick Fraelich,
Stiv Bators,
The Blackbyrds,
The Human League,
Soft Cell,
Brick,
Loose Ends,
The Gun Club,
Scott Walker,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Max Romeo,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sight & Sound,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Black Bananas,
Television,
The Barracudas,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Chris & Cosey,
Judy Mowatt,
Eric Copeland,
the Swans,
Marine Girls,
Lou Christie,
Eric Dolphy,
Drexciya,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Grey Daturas,
Nils Olav,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Joe Smooth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Zero Boys,
Mr. Review,
Aural Exciters,
Lungfish,
Oneida,
Interpol,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.