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 Tajikistan and from Copenhagen.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Mighty Diamonds to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Masters at Work. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pagans,
Fad Gadget,
Funky Four + One,
Sound Behaviour,
Livin' Joy,
Peter and Kerry,
Guru Guru,
Minnie Riperton,
Eddi Front,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Joe Finger,
Grey Daturas,
In Retrospect,
Lungfish,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Faraquet,
Cheater Slicks,
The Dead C,
Letta Mbulu,
Alton Ellis,
Hot Snakes,
Liliput,
Groovy Waters,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Nico,
Kool Moe Dee,
Vainqueur,
Dark Day,
Harmonia,
Lindisfarne,
Q65,
10cc,
The Walker Brothers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Johnny Clarke,
Scion,
Hashim,
Nick Fraelich,
Sugar Minott,
Peter & Gordon,
Avey Tare,
Rekid,
Judy Mowatt,
Brothers Johnson,
Suicide,
The Gladiators,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Gap Band,
Unrelated Segments,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Mars,
Scrapy,
Minor Threat,
Inner City,
Jacob Miller,
Rhythm & Sound,
Schoolly D,
T. Rex, T. Rex, T. Rex, T. Rex.
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.