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 Antigua and from Johannesburg.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
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 The Misunderstood to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All The Misunderstood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Knickerbockers 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin 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 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Boz Scaggs,
Johnny Clarke,
Gong,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gastr Del Sol,
Japan,
Sonny Sharrock,
Colin Newman,
The Human League,
Sister Nancy,
Josef K,
The Saints,
Robert Görl,
Lou Reed,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Andrew Hill,
Monks,
Motorama,
Steve Hackett,
Soft Machine,
Qualms,
Oneida,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Panda Bear,
Absolute Body Control,
Reuben Wilson,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sällskapet,
Average White Band,
Bad Manners,
Frankie Knuckles,
Fat Boys,
Soulsonic Force,
Bluetip,
Tom Boy,
Arcadia,
Donny Hathaway,
Spoonie Gee,
Moby Grape,
Con Funk Shun,
Newcleus,
Adolescents,
Stereo Dub,
John Holt,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Robert Hood,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The New Christs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gregory Isaacs,
Talk Talk,
Sugar Minott,
Youth Brigade,
Funky Four + One,
Stockholm Monsters,
Television Personalities,
Byron Stingily,
Bauhaus,
Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding.
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.