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 Fiji and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 oboe 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 Rod Modell to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Hoover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra Arkestra 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 linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Inner City,
Ultravox,
Thee Headcoats,
Gastr Del Sol,
Basic Channel,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Black Flag,
Quando Quango,
One Last Wish,
Marvin Gaye,
Pole,
Eli Mardock,
Urselle,
Ohio Players,
Sex Pistols,
Glenn Branca,
Bob Dylan,
UT,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Juan Atkins,
Malaria!,
The Doobie Brothers,
Fela Kuti,
Alphaville,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Hot Snakes,
The Busters,
Ituana,
Hoover,
Sister Nancy,
Bang On A Can,
Cluster,
The Grass Roots,
LL Cool J,
Jawbox,
Rotary Connection,
Bobby Byrd,
Sixth Finger,
Anakelly,
The Martian,
Quantec,
Fad Gadget,
Kas Product,
Q and Not U,
The Blackbyrds,
La Düsseldorf,
New York Dolls,
Gil Scott Heron,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Deakin,
Nation of Ulysses,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Tom Boy,
Motorama,
Vainqueur,
Wire,
Eurythmics,
Steve Hackett,
Shuggie Otis,
The Motions,
Pylon, Pylon, Pylon, Pylon.
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.