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 Kazakhstan and from New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
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 Soul II Soul to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 UT. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Fania All-Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 theremin and a synthesizer 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 guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Depeche Mode,
Unwound,
Jeff Mills,
The Buckinghams,
The Divine Comedy,
X-Ray Spex,
Ten City,
10cc,
Tres Demented,
The Evens,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Maleditus Sound,
Agitation Free,
Interpol,
Soft Cell,
Lalo Schifrin,
Y Pants,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Dark Day,
Scratch Acid,
Jandek,
Kaleidoscope,
Judy Mowatt,
Niagra,
The American Breed,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Remains,
Skaos,
Nico,
Chrome,
Hasil Adkins,
Sixth Finger,
Blossom Toes,
Fluxion,
The Fall,
Malaria!,
T.S.O.L.,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Wally Richardson,
Pantaleimon,
The Move,
Moby Grape,
Q65,
Amon Düül,
Slick Rick,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Motions,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Fire Engines,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Harry Pussy,
Gong,
The Residents,
Black Flag,
LL Cool J,
Tears for Fears,
Excepter,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Adolescents,
The Busters, The Busters, The Busters, The Busters.
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.