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 Barbados and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the snare 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 Alison Limerick to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Althea and Donna. All the underground hits.
All Richard Hell and the Voidoids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lebanon Hanover record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Steve Hackett,
The Mummies,
FM Einheit,
Wolf Eyes,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Moebius,
Bizarre Inc.,
Fad Gadget,
Agitation Free,
Sugar Minott,
Jeff Lynne,
The Motions,
the Human League,
Bluetip,
Maleditus Sound,
Interpol,
Lalann,
ABBA,
Stetsasonic,
In Retrospect,
The Stooges,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Gories,
Lyres,
Ken Boothe,
Skaos,
Girls At Our Best!,
Amon Düül II,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Kinks,
Panda Bear,
Neil Young,
These Immortal Souls,
Drexciya,
Pussy Galore,
Gang Starr,
Tim Buckley,
Alison Limerick,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Guru Guru,
The Doobie Brothers,
Slave,
Masters at Work,
Lucky Dragons,
Ohio Players,
Todd Rundgren,
Man Parrish,
Fela Kuti,
The Dave Clark Five,
Mad Mike,
Black Bananas,
Roy Ayers,
The Neon Judgement,
The Saints,
Outsiders,
Hot Snakes,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Real Kids,
The Skatalites,
Intrusion,
Cheater Slicks,
Lou Reed,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.