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 Nepal and from Tehran.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Zapp to the electroclash 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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All Pylon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Neon Judgement record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Easy Going record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ralphi Rosario,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Royal Trux,
Sight & Sound,
DNA,
The Mojo Men,
Depeche Mode,
Danielle Patucci,
Crooked Eye,
Todd Rundgren,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Scion,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Birthday Party,
Wire,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bizarre Inc.,
Godley & Creme,
Tomorrow,
Country Teasers,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Monochrome Set,
Popol Vuh,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Skatalites,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Litter,
Heaven 17,
Peter and Kerry,
Joy Division,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kurtis Blow,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pulsallama,
One Last Wish,
Arthur Verocai,
ABC,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Pere Ubu,
Severed Heads,
The Blackbyrds,
Ossler,
The Saints,
Gang Gang Dance,
Grauzone,
Ken Boothe,
Toni Rubio,
Scratch Acid,
Neu!,
The Divine Comedy,
The Happenings,
The Tremeloes,
Yaz,
Moebius,
Boogie Down Productions,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Donny Hathaway,
cv313,
Trumans Water,
Unrelated Segments,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.