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 Cyprus and from London.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Glasgow.
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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Spandau Ballet to the rock 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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lebanon Hanover 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ituana,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Pretty Things,
Leonard Cohen,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Organ,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Erykah Badu,
Wally Richardson,
Prince Buster,
Loose Ends,
Masters at Work,
The Gladiators,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sister Nancy,
Soft Cell,
Underground Resistance,
Soul Sonic Force,
Eve St. Jones,
The Move,
Nik Kershaw,
Swans,
Lalann,
Funkadelic,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Jerry's Kids,
cv313,
Piero Umiliani,
Sugar Minott,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Cure,
Gabor Szabo,
The Zeros,
The Neon Judgement,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
T. Rex,
Bizarre Inc.,
Stockholm Monsters,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Barclay James Harvest,
Joey Negro,
Scion,
Cecil Taylor,
The Doobie Brothers,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Morten Harket,
Aswad,
Kenny Larkin,
The Divine Comedy,
Cal Tjader,
EPMD,
Radio Birdman,
Von Mondo,
Grandmaster Flash,
K-Klass,
The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter.
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.