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 Gambia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 guitar 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 Hashim to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Royal Family And The Poor. All the underground hits.
All Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cal Tjader record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Invisible record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drexciya,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Junior Murvin,
Patti Smith,
Nik Kershaw,
Roxette,
Soul II Soul,
Aaron Thompson,
Gang Starr,
Magma,
Radiopuhelimet,
Visage,
the Sonics,
Blancmange,
Nirvana,
The Fire Engines,
The Durutti Column,
Parry Music,
Man Eating Sloth,
Crash Course in Science,
These Immortal Souls,
Subhumans,
Dark Day,
The Divine Comedy,
Q65,
A Certain Ratio,
Cluster,
Scientists,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Thompson Twins,
Josef K,
Aswad,
Rod Modell,
Zero Boys,
X-102,
Hashim,
Khruangbin,
Y Pants,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Happenings,
Essential Logic,
Johnny Osbourne,
Barbara Tucker,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Swell Maps,
David Axelrod,
Joey Negro,
H. Thieme,
The Mojo Men,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
T.S.O.L.,
The Associates,
Interpol,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ornette Coleman,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Cheater Slicks,
The Buckinghams,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Hasil Adkins,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.