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 Bolivia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Urselle to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Alarm Clocks. All the underground hits.
All The Move tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terry Callier 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 an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra 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?
Bootsy Collins,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sällskapet,
Grauzone,
The Trojans,
the Sonics,
Niagra,
Eric Copeland,
The Move,
Pet Shop Boys,
Schoolly D,
Parry Music,
Godley & Creme,
The Moleskins,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Dave Gahan,
Depeche Mode,
Ohio Players,
Gang Green,
Morten Harket,
Gil Scott Heron,
Andrew Hill,
The Happenings,
The Skatalites,
kango's stein massive,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Oblivians,
Soulsonic Force,
David Bowie,
Derrick May,
Joy Division,
Sonny Sharrock,
Moby Grape,
K-Klass,
Bobby Byrd,
Bobby Sherman,
Metal Thangz,
Joe Finger,
The Saints,
the Human League,
Con Funk Shun,
Sun City Girls,
Porter Ricks,
Fatback Band,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Television,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Babytalk,
Gregory Isaacs,
Mad Mike,
Ultra Naté,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Walker Brothers,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Suicide,
The Shadows of Knight,
Section 25,
UT,
Aloha Tigers,
Dawn Penn,
Supertramp,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks.
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.