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 Latvia and from Tehran.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro 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 Ken Boothe to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Halsall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donald Byrd record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Babytalk,
F. McDonald,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jesper Dahlback,
Byron Stingily,
Bobby Womack,
John Foxx,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ludus,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Iggy Pop,
Visage,
Eden Ahbez,
Cybotron,
Pulsallama,
Slave,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Accadde A,
The Selecter,
Kas Product,
The United States of America,
Minnie Riperton,
Swell Maps,
Bobbi Humphrey,
ABC,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
World's Most,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Barry Ungar,
Basic Channel,
Idris Muhammad,
Oblivians,
Delta 5,
Wasted Youth,
Guru Guru,
The Slackers,
The Angels of Light,
The Fugs,
Ronan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bobby Sherman,
Lou Christie,
Camberwell Now,
Black Moon,
Subhumans,
Eddi Front,
Alice Coltrane,
This Heat,
Public Enemy,
Bronski Beat,
Yaz,
The Last Poets,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Skatalites,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Rod Modell,
The Walker Brothers,
Scrapy,
Amazonics,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.