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 Djibouti 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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the snare 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 Godley & Creme to the grunge 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 Spandau Ballet. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Certain Ratio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kango’s Stein Massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Little Man,
Depeche Mode,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Associates,
X-102,
Sister Nancy,
Robert Görl,
U.S. Maple,
Eric Copeland,
Drexciya,
Visage,
cv313,
The Happenings,
Marmalade,
Aural Exciters,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Television,
Wire,
Davy DMX,
The Sound,
Tubeway Army,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Cecil Taylor,
F. McDonald,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bill Wells,
Harmonia,
A Certain Ratio,
the Sonics,
Nico,
Todd Rundgren,
Oblivians,
Man Parrish,
The Monks,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Doobie Brothers,
Hasil Adkins,
PIL,
Rakim,
The Angels of Light,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Golliwogs,
Yazoo,
Peter and Kerry,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sparks,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Marvin Gaye,
Dawn Penn,
the Germs,
Ludus,
Joe Smooth,
Bobby Byrd,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Fortunes,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.
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.