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 Ivory Coast and from Woodstock.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Parry Music to the punk 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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Talk Talk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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?
Khruangbin,
Bang On A Can,
Newcleus,
Sun Ra,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Selecter,
Masters at Work,
The Smiths,
Erykah Badu,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sparks,
Nick Fraelich,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sonic Youth,
UT,
Loose Ends,
The Music Machine,
Lee Hazlewood,
Echospace,
Gang Green,
Minny Pops,
Siglo XX,
Donald Byrd,
Carl Craig,
New Age Steppers,
Surgeon,
Eric Dolphy,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Count Five,
Scion,
The Vogues,
The Offenders,
Albert Ayler,
Animal Collective,
The Last Poets,
John Holt,
The Victims,
Pet Shop Boys,
Harmonia,
Pantaleimon,
Cheater Slicks,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Man Parrish,
The Associates,
Absolute Body Control,
Joey Negro,
CMW,
Malaria!,
Soul II Soul,
Bobby Byrd,
Kevin Saunderson,
Harry Pussy,
Babytalk,
The Doors,
Max Romeo,
Wire,
Quantec,
Supertramp,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.