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 Samoa and from London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the guitar 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 Sound to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Susan Cadogan. All the underground hits.
All Eurythmics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fela Kuti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monks,
Sun Ra,
Basic Channel,
A Certain Ratio,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
One Last Wish,
Moebius,
Popol Vuh,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Zero Boys,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gabor Szabo,
Accadde A,
Von Mondo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Audionom,
Liliput,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Fugs,
Clear Light,
Traffic Nightmare,
Girls At Our Best!,
Grauzone,
Bobby Sherman,
Jacques Brel,
Arab on Radar,
a-ha,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Judy Mowatt,
Sexual Harrassment,
Hardrive,
AZ,
U.S. Maple,
Theoretical Girls,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Stiv Bators,
Camouflage,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Crime,
Japan,
Anakelly,
The Raincoats,
The Sound,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Anthony Braxton,
Tim Buckley,
Second Layer,
Stockholm Monsters,
Mandrill,
Swell Maps,
Chrome,
Marshall Jefferson,
Idris Muhammad,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Drive Like Jehu,
EPMD,
DNA,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Charles Mingus,
The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds.
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.