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 Gabon and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 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 Neu! to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Boz Scaggs. All the underground hits.
All Pole tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Soft Cell 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
Freddie Wadling,
Ronan,
Steve Hackett,
Urselle,
Anakelly,
Gastr Del Sol,
Intrusion,
Rotary Connection,
Lyres,
Jesper Dahlback,
Warsaw,
The Human League,
Fugazi,
Quando Quango,
Massinfluence,
Grandmaster Flash,
Scott Walker,
Rhythm & Sound,
Tom Boy,
Harpers Bizarre,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
In Retrospect,
Bronski Beat,
Barry Ungar,
Sixth Finger,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Flash Fearless,
Letta Mbulu,
Bush Tetras,
Average White Band,
Toni Rubio,
Alison Limerick,
Arcadia,
CMW,
Quadrant,
Juan Atkins,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Soulsonic Force,
Skaos,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Peter & Gordon,
The Index,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Fall,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Raincoats,
Scan 7,
Oneida,
FM Einheit,
Index,
Surgeon,
Television Personalities,
Nils Olav,
Sam Rivers,
Goldenarms,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Dead Boys,
Iggy Pop,
David Bowie,
The Martian,
Half Japanese,
Organ, Organ, Organ, Organ.
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.