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 Seychelles and from Beijing.
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 Glasgow and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Neil Young to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sällskapet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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?
Oneida,
Johnny Clarke,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Echospace,
Dave Gahan,
Yellowson,
Tropical Tobacco,
Fatback Band,
Joey Negro,
Model 500,
Sight & Sound,
The Trojans,
Index,
Agent Orange,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Skatalites,
Alice Coltrane,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Fire Engines,
MC5,
Mantronix,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
the Normal,
Sun City Girls,
John Cale,
Alison Limerick,
James White and The Blacks,
The Moleskins,
The Busters,
H. Thieme,
Tim Buckley,
The Count Five,
the Fania All-Stars,
Peter & Gordon,
Harry Pussy,
Mad Mike,
Livin' Joy,
Aaron Thompson,
Iggy Pop,
The Doors,
Scientists,
Lucky Dragons,
Maurizio,
The Sound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Brick,
Q and Not U,
the Human League,
Black Moon,
The Divine Comedy,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sonny Sharrock,
Brothers Johnson,
Delta 5,
Eli Mardock,
The Fuzztones,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu.
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.