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 Slovakia and from Hong Kong.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Salvador.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the 808 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 Lonnie Liston Smith to the grime 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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
Aaron Thompson,
Visage,
the Germs,
Lalo Schifrin,
Alice Coltrane,
Ponytail,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Harry Pussy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Angels of Light,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Groovy Waters,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bush Tetras,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Dave Clark Five,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eli Mardock,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bauhaus,
Rekid,
Iggy Pop,
Hasil Adkins,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Alison Limerick,
KRS-One,
New York Dolls,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Blancmange,
Unrelated Segments,
Brass Construction,
The American Breed,
The Grass Roots,
Massinfluence,
Slave,
The Moleskins,
La Düsseldorf,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Mo-Dettes,
The Durutti Column,
Hoover,
Interpol,
Trumans Water,
Can,
Rhythm & Sound,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Monks,
Das Ding,
JFA,
Kenny Larkin,
The Slackers,
UT,
Schoolly D,
Rod Modell,
Joe Finger,
Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring.
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.