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 Somalia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Wolf Eyes. All the underground hits.
All Stiv Bators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shoche,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Kinks,
Marc Almond,
Harmonia,
Sixth Finger,
Q and Not U,
The Walker Brothers,
Reuben Wilson,
a-ha,
Harpers Bizarre,
Joensuu 1685,
Procol Harum,
Rotary Connection,
Gastr Del Sol,
Fad Gadget,
Laurel Aitken,
Chrome,
Swans,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Ohio Players,
Fatback Band,
MC5,
Pierre Henry,
China Crisis,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Arthur Verocai,
Tres Demented,
Minny Pops,
Suicide,
The New Christs,
Dennis Brown,
Clear Light,
Section 25,
Zero Boys,
Smog,
Jesper Dahlback,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Franke,
The Knickerbockers,
Essential Logic,
Joy Division,
UT,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Don Cherry,
Organ,
Rufus Thomas,
Echospace,
Oblivians,
The Monochrome Set,
Tropical Tobacco,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Dave Gahan,
John Lydon,
Amon Düül,
Janne Schatter,
Derrick May,
Y Pants,
The Dead C,
Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian.
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.