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 Canada and from Paris.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Johnny Clarke to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy's Rubber Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxy Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Associates,
Audionom,
Rosa Yemen,
Bush Tetras,
The Names,
The Cosmic Jokers,
KRS-One,
The Black Dice,
Black Pus,
Masters at Work,
Q and Not U,
Moss Icon,
One Last Wish,
10cc,
Frankie Knuckles,
Magma,
Nirvana,
Kevin Saunderson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Youth Brigade,
Bronski Beat,
Barclay James Harvest,
Peter and Kerry,
Von Mondo,
Scrapy,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Deadbeat,
Kenny Larkin,
Sound Behaviour,
Pierre Henry,
Stereo Dub,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Quadrant,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Jeff Lynne,
The Wake,
Au Pairs,
Main Source,
Soul Sonic Force,
Icehouse,
Flipper,
Rod Modell,
Alton Ellis,
Flash Fearless,
Nils Olav,
Massinfluence,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
DNA,
Letta Mbulu,
Black Moon,
Dorothy Ashby,
Guru Guru,
Sexual Harrassment,
Erasure,
Leonard Cohen,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Leaves,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark.
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.