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 Madagascar and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 güiro 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 Crispy Ambulance to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All John Lydon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül II,
The New Christs,
ABC,
Pantytec,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Loose Ends,
Cameo,
Ken Boothe,
Joey Negro,
Soul Sonic Force,
La Düsseldorf,
David Bowie,
The Pop Group,
Brick,
EPMD,
Alison Limerick,
FM Einheit,
Bootsy Collins,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bauhaus,
X-102,
Lower 48,
Television Personalities,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Letta Mbulu,
The Modern Lovers,
Shoche,
The Gladiators,
Ten City,
Simply Red,
The Cure,
Rufus Thomas,
Yellowson,
Sonic Youth,
Terrestrial Tones,
Quando Quango,
John Lydon,
Moebius,
Subhumans,
Youth Brigade,
Kaleidoscope,
Metal Thangz,
Barrington Levy,
Can,
Hot Snakes,
X-101,
Wolf Eyes,
Johnny Osbourne,
T.S.O.L.,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Seeds,
Joensuu 1685,
Kool Moe Dee,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
James Chance & The Contortions,
David Axelrod,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback.
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.