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 Japan and from Shanghai.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Madrid.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Radio Birdman to the grime 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 Terrestrial Tones. All the underground hits.
All Excepter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siglo XX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Moss Icon,
Nation of Ulysses,
Crash Course in Science,
Blancmange,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Country Teasers,
The Skatalites,
Franke,
The Cure,
Khruangbin,
E-Dancer,
Make Up,
Infiniti,
Dual Sessions,
Slave,
the Germs,
Pole,
Swell Maps,
Minor Threat,
Thompson Twins,
The Neon Judgement,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Hot Snakes,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Henry Cow,
Byron Stingily,
Deakin,
Average White Band,
Shoche,
Liliput,
Mad Mike,
Patti Smith,
Moebius,
Stereo Dub,
Jeff Lynne,
FM Einheit,
Spoonie Gee,
Todd Terry,
ABBA,
Pere Ubu,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Moleskins,
Alison Limerick,
John Lydon,
Rotary Connection,
Con Funk Shun,
Harmonia,
Ralphi Rosario,
Supertramp,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pantytec,
David McCallum,
Jeru the Damaja,
Guru Guru,
Todd Rundgren,
Erykah Badu,
Japan,
Ohio Players,
Talk Talk,
Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses.
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.