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 Latvia and from Delhi.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Neon Judgement to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Clarke 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
Skriet,
The Electric Prunes,
Kayak,
X-Ray Spex,
Kevin Saunderson,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Soft Cell,
DJ Sneak,
Marc Almond,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Essential Logic,
AZ,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Organ,
Moss Icon,
the Soft Cell,
The Selecter,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Yusef Lateef,
The Cure,
Marine Girls,
the Slits,
The Martian,
Adolescents,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Make Up,
D'Angelo,
Agitation Free,
Sonic Youth,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Robert Wyatt,
Joey Negro,
Archie Shepp,
Ken Boothe,
Chris Corsano,
Eric Copeland,
Graham Central Station,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pharoah Sanders,
Joe Smooth,
Simply Red,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Todd Rundgren,
Jeff Mills,
Gichy Dan,
Boogie Down Productions,
Nico,
ABC,
Technova,
PIL,
Whodini,
Black Moon,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ossler,
Circle Jerks,
T.S.O.L.,
Deepchord,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.