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 New Zealand and from Delhi.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Winnipeg.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Lou Reed & John Cale to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Oppenheimer Analysis. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Underground Resistance 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terry Callier record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Procol Harum,
Lungfish,
Rapeman,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bill Near,
Y Pants,
The Stooges,
Kayak,
The Evens,
Scion,
The Fuzztones,
Grandmaster Flash,
World's Most,
Scan 7,
Japan,
Malaria!,
Dorothy Ashby,
Fad Gadget,
Sonny Sharrock,
Warren Ellis,
Masters at Work,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Buckinghams,
The Fire Engines,
The Mojo Men,
Derrick May,
CMW,
Blake Baxter,
Kool Moe Dee,
Desert Stars,
Deadbeat,
The Moody Blues,
Matthew Halsall,
Public Image Ltd.,
Cluster,
Q and Not U,
Tom Boy,
Neil Young,
Hashim,
Barclay James Harvest,
Tres Demented,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Slick Rick,
The Remains,
This Heat,
Mary Jane Girls,
Schoolly D,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Rakim,
Sam Rivers,
Royal Trux,
D'Angelo,
Sound Behaviour,
Gang Starr,
Eve St. Jones,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bobby Womack,
The Fortunes,
The Trojans,
Duran Duran,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Yellowson,
Oneida,
Crime, Crime, Crime, Crime.
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.