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 Congo and from Seoul.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap to the punk 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 DJ Style. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June of 44 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
Audionom,
The Fuzztones,
Mad Mike,
Faust,
Colin Newman,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Invisible,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Flash Fearless,
The J.B.'s,
Gregory Isaacs,
Amon Düül,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Rhythm & Sound,
Thee Headcoats,
Glenn Branca,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
China Crisis,
Archie Shepp,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Iggy Pop,
Ash Ra Tempel,
La Düsseldorf,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lee Hazlewood,
the Soft Cell,
Eddi Front,
Stockholm Monsters,
Magazine,
Joe Smooth,
KRS-One,
Little Man,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pere Ubu,
Pagans,
D'Angelo,
Fat Boys,
Steve Hackett,
The Beau Brummels,
Circle Jerks,
Symarip,
Isaac Hayes,
Section 25,
Brick,
B.T. Express,
Lungfish,
Slick Rick,
The Barracudas,
The Five Americans,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Move,
Chris & Cosey,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kurtis Blow,
Lakeside,
10cc,
The Vogues,
Lucky Dragons,
Bluetip,
Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis.
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.