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 Moldova and from Glasgow.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Edmonton.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Isaac Hayes to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Star Department. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siouxsie and the Banshees record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cal Tjader,
Soul II Soul,
Bad Manners,
Skriet,
The Five Americans,
Fear,
ABBA,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lebanon Hanover,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sexual Harrassment,
Quando Quango,
Los Fastidios,
Mad Mike,
48th St. Collective,
Sugar Minott,
The Happenings,
Scott Walker,
Joensuu 1685,
cv313,
JFA,
Sixth Finger,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Gap Band,
Black Pus,
Liliput,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
Nils Olav,
Bush Tetras,
The Barracudas,
Guru Guru,
The Doors,
Anakelly,
Jacques Brel,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Cramps,
Stetsasonic,
Ultimate Spinach,
Black Moon,
Deepchord,
DJ Sneak,
Pantaleimon,
Alphaville,
The Doobie Brothers,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
the Sonics,
Oneida,
DJ Style,
Electric Prunes,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Talk Talk,
Minor Threat,
Khruangbin,
AZ,
Donny Hathaway,
The Offenders,
Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control.
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.