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 Austria and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Lower 48 to the punk 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 Wire. All the underground hits.
All Alison Limerick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crooked Eye record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
Section 25,
Accadde A,
Smog,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sällskapet,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Von Mondo,
Metal Thangz,
Dead Boys,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Toasters,
Matthew Halsall,
Kevin Saunderson,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Five Americans,
Blancmange,
B.T. Express,
Derrick May,
UT,
Make Up,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
E-Dancer,
Cameo,
Scrapy,
Lalann,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Interpol,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Moleskins,
Michelle Simonal,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Glambeats Corp.,
the Slits,
Visage,
David Axelrod,
Television Personalities,
Kenny Larkin,
Yaz,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Khruangbin,
Rekid,
X-101,
The Evens,
The Divine Comedy,
Jerry's Kids,
The Fuzztones,
Darondo,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Alphaville,
Stiv Bators,
Eurythmics,
Q65,
Yellowson,
Oneida,
Black Bananas,
The Searchers,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Names, The Names, The Names, The Names.
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.