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 Vietnam and from Beijing.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Be Bop Deluxe to the rock 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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Darondo,
Joensuu 1685,
Saccharine Trust,
Bluetip,
Kool Moe Dee,
ABBA,
Little Man,
John Lydon,
Fatback Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Neil Young,
The Shadows of Knight,
Gang Gang Dance,
Nas,
Thompson Twins,
Agent Orange,
Arthur Verocai,
China Crisis,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
T.S.O.L.,
Slave,
Negative Approach,
Roy Ayers,
Theoretical Girls,
Sixth Finger,
Icehouse,
The Human League,
Oblivians,
OOIOO,
Moebius,
Skaos,
Jacques Brel,
Pet Shop Boys,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Groovy Waters,
Sparks,
Nico,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Jeff Lynne,
Stetsasonic,
EPMD,
Marc Almond,
MDC,
The Beau Brummels,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Dual Sessions,
The Red Krayola,
Brand Nubian,
KRS-One,
Trumans Water,
Ohio Players,
Aswad,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Guru Guru,
New Age Steppers,
Grandmaster Flash,
MC5,
The Modern Lovers,
Fela Kuti,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes.
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.