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 Ireland and from Glasgow.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the funk 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 The Vogues. All the underground hits.
All The Vogues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sisters of Mercy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harry Pussy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sixth Finger,
Cymande,
Shoche,
These Immortal Souls,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Modern Lovers,
The Gun Club,
Henry Cow,
Lungfish,
Shuggie Otis,
Reagan Youth,
Intrusion,
Eric B and Rakim,
Fela Kuti,
The Neon Judgement,
The Mojo Men,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jacob Miller,
Gang Gang Dance,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Searchers,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Vladislav Delay,
Duran Duran,
LL Cool J,
Susan Cadogan,
Section 25,
Scrapy,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bobby Sherman,
Grauzone,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Knickerbockers,
Basic Channel,
Gong,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Metal Thangz,
Ten City,
Donny Hathaway,
Erykah Badu,
Hoover,
Kaleidoscope,
Aaron Thompson,
Hot Snakes,
Mark Hollis,
Guru Guru,
Cameo,
Excepter,
Robert Wyatt,
Gang of Four,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Donald Byrd,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Second Layer,
Marcia Griffiths,
Silicon Teens,
Pussy Galore,
Boredoms,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Stiv Bators,
D'Angelo,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band.
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.