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 Jordan and from Portland.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Cybotron to the rock 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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tres Demented record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Standells,
Bluetip,
Unwound,
Country Teasers,
David Bowie,
Marc Almond,
PIL,
L. Decosne,
Charles Mingus,
Eli Mardock,
Arthur Verocai,
Marvin Gaye,
Scratch Acid,
AZ,
the Fania All-Stars,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lucky Dragons,
Brothers Johnson,
Anakelly,
The Victims,
Andrew Hill,
Bush Tetras,
One Last Wish,
Electric Prunes,
Warren Ellis,
Kas Product,
Roy Ayers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ornette Coleman,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
ABBA,
Mad Mike,
Traffic Nightmare,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Max Romeo,
Harmonia,
Shoche,
Curtis Mayfield,
Aaron Thompson,
Drive Like Jehu,
Jerry's Kids,
Crash Course in Science,
Sonny Sharrock,
Basic Channel,
The Smoke,
Agitation Free,
Pere Ubu,
The Shadows of Knight,
Gichy Dan,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Blues Magoos,
Minny Pops,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Model 500,
DNA,
Public Image Ltd.,
This Heat,
Chrome,
Excepter,
New Age Steppers,
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.