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 Turkmenistan and from Edmonton.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 chamberlin 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 Bobby Sherman to the dance 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 Quadrant. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radio Birdman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arthur Verocai,
Dead Boys,
Bad Manners,
Ludus,
Kevin Saunderson,
the Human League,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
EPMD,
Yaz,
T.S.O.L.,
Suicide,
Dennis Brown,
the Soft Cell,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Q65,
Flamin' Groovies,
Charles Mingus,
Smog,
Al Stewart,
The Velvet Underground,
Mo-Dettes,
Todd Terry,
Minutemen,
Basic Channel,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gregory Isaacs,
Jacob Miller,
The Last Poets,
Michelle Simonal,
Mark Hollis,
Peter and Kerry,
Khruangbin,
Boredoms,
Roy Ayers,
Excepter,
Delta 5,
AZ,
The Monochrome Set,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ossler,
Gerry Rafferty,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Young Rascals,
Kas Product,
Niagra,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Eurythmics,
Junior Murvin,
The Seeds,
Bobby Sherman,
World's Most,
The Pop Group,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Dirtbombs,
Chris Corsano,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Los Fastidios,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Sonics,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
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.