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 Liberia and from Shanghai.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Oblivians to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lightning Bolt. All the underground hits.
All The Fugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wally Richardson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Godley & Creme,
Country Teasers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Black Pus,
Stetsasonic,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lalann,
Ultravox,
Groovy Waters,
Bluetip,
CMW,
The Sound,
Bill Near,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bauhaus,
Liliput,
June Days,
Absolute Body Control,
X-102,
Carl Craig,
Rhythm & Sound,
Depeche Mode,
Mary Jane Girls,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sexual Harrassment,
Graham Central Station,
Skarface,
Bang On A Can,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Panda Bear,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Jacob Miller,
Stiv Bators,
Oneida,
Duran Duran,
Anakelly,
T. Rex,
Grey Daturas,
Aaron Thompson,
Charles Mingus,
In Retrospect,
Grauzone,
Tres Demented,
Kayak,
The Remains,
Darondo,
Average White Band,
kango's stein massive,
ABC,
Suburban Knight,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Joensuu 1685,
Boz Scaggs,
Derrick Morgan,
The Black Dice,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.