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 Cuba and from Sao Paulo.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Bremen.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Mighty Diamonds to the crunk 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All The Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fuzztones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ponytail,
Roger Hodgson,
Rotary Connection,
Graham Central Station,
Goldenarms,
Pagans,
Trumans Water,
Gabor Szabo,
Black Flag,
Das Ding,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lindisfarne,
Hashim,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Barbara Tucker,
Sonic Youth,
Joey Negro,
Ice-T,
Public Image Ltd.,
The New Christs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Clear Light,
Magazine,
The Knickerbockers,
Kenny Larkin,
Derrick Morgan,
Sam Rivers,
Donald Byrd,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Black Sheep,
The Zeros,
Mars,
Kerri Chandler,
Bill Near,
Radiohead,
The Gladiators,
David McCallum,
The Saints,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Yazoo,
Youth Brigade,
Nation of Ulysses,
Tears for Fears,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Golliwogs,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Eden Ahbez,
Royal Trux,
Althea and Donna,
Drexciya,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Wire,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Marc Almond,
Roxy Music,
Unrelated Segments,
Jerry's Kids,
Sexual Harrassment,
10cc,
cv313, cv313, cv313, cv313.
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.