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 Austria and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Hot Snakes to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 OOIOO. All the underground hits.
All Eurythmics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Absolute Body Control record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
Moss Icon,
X-102,
K-Klass,
Crooked Eye,
Moby Grape,
the Association,
Barry Ungar,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sun City Girls,
Wings,
Lou Christie,
Bootsy Collins,
Ponytail,
Byron Stingily,
Hardrive,
The Standells,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
PIL,
The Mojo Men,
Dave Gahan,
Malaria!,
Dennis Brown,
Con Funk Shun,
The Zeros,
Oblivians,
Kas Product,
Ronnie Foster,
The Offenders,
Pantaleimon,
Boogie Down Productions,
Isaac Hayes,
X-Ray Spex,
Matthew Halsall,
Little Man,
Section 25,
Hot Snakes,
Thompson Twins,
Bluetip,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gastr Del Sol,
Supertramp,
L. Decosne,
Robert Hood,
Nico,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Marine Girls,
The Human League,
New Order,
Symarip,
The Electric Prunes,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Moebius,
Joe Smooth,
Nation of Ulysses,
Icehouse,
Todd Rundgren,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.