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 Bulgaria and from Manchester.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Shanghai.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 June Days to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All The Walker Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deadbeat,
Wally Richardson,
Todd Terry,
Supertramp,
X-102,
Reuben Wilson,
Das Ding,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Barracudas,
Ohio Players,
Roxette,
Main Source,
Pierre Henry,
Man Parrish,
Negative Approach,
Alphaville,
The Residents,
The Human League,
The Dirtbombs,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
MC5,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Red Krayola,
Shoche,
Bluetip,
Ituana,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Marine Girls,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gregory Isaacs,
Tommy Roe,
Agent Orange,
Carl Craig,
Chris & Cosey,
Ornette Coleman,
Electric Prunes,
Lalann,
Suicide,
Khruangbin,
Sandy B,
Fatback Band,
The Sonics,
Skaos,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The J.B.'s,
Bang On A Can,
David McCallum,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Roger Hodgson,
Lindisfarne,
Basic Channel,
Cecil Taylor,
Fela Kuti,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Easy Going,
Kerri Chandler,
The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers.
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.