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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Calgary.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 MC5 to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Dawn Penn. All the underground hits.
All Traffic Nightmare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Rekid,
Flash Fearless,
FM Einheit,
Cymande,
Joy Division,
Camouflage,
Mission of Burma,
Junior Murvin,
A Certain Ratio,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Von Mondo,
Essential Logic,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Tremeloes,
Ohio Players,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Jawbox,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Jeff Lynne,
Zero Boys,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Crash Course in Science,
Agent Orange,
The Fugs,
Negative Approach,
Alton Ellis,
The Neon Judgement,
Arab on Radar,
Khruangbin,
Alison Limerick,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Half Japanese,
The Mojo Men,
Little Man,
Amazonics,
The Moody Blues,
The Evens,
the Slits,
Model 500,
Adolescents,
David McCallum,
Shoche,
Wolf Eyes,
Cecil Taylor,
Los Fastidios,
The Detroit Cobras,
Todd Terry,
Electric Prunes,
Sun Ra,
Brick,
Fad Gadget,
The Busters,
Sex Pistols,
The Misunderstood,
Sonic Youth,
48th St. Collective,
The J.B.'s,
Public Image Ltd.,
Fifty Foot Hose,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.