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 Italy and from Manchester.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the jazz 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 Stetsasonic. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amazonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ludus,
Roy Ayers,
Mary Jane Girls,
Malaria!,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
the Human League,
Thompson Twins,
Warren Ellis,
Byron Stingily,
Outsiders,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bill Wells,
Youth Brigade,
Jeff Lynne,
Boogie Down Productions,
Maurizio,
Cecil Taylor,
Bobby Byrd,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
David McCallum,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Echospace,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
David Bowie,
Bizarre Inc.,
Radiohead,
Jeru the Damaja,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Rod Modell,
Hasil Adkins,
Depeche Mode,
Pagans,
Bobby Sherman,
The Fortunes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Star Department,
Neu!,
Excepter,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Q and Not U,
Sällskapet,
Jerry's Kids,
Shuggie Otis,
Spandau Ballet,
the Fania All-Stars,
Scientists,
Black Sheep,
Livin' Joy,
Blancmange,
Leonard Cohen,
Jandek,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Donny Hathaway,
Monks,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Aswad,
Make Up,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Marc Almond,
F. McDonald,
Fear,
Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro.
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.