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 Togo and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Erasure to the techno 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 Ash Ra Tempel. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ken Boothe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ossler,
Echospace,
Buzzcocks,
T.S.O.L.,
Metal Thangz,
Mark Hollis,
Hardrive,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Royal Trux,
Q and Not U,
Kerrie Biddell,
Deakin,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Danielle Patucci,
kango's stein massive,
The Black Dice,
The Real Kids,
Niagra,
DJ Style,
Franke,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Residents,
Reagan Youth,
Black Bananas,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Intrusion,
Lakeside,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Buckinghams,
The Standells,
The Slackers,
Quantec,
Brothers Johnson,
Symarip,
Jimmy McGriff,
Delta 5,
Soft Cell,
Alton Ellis,
Rufus Thomas,
Toni Rubio,
Stiv Bators,
Hot Snakes,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Eric Dolphy,
Bad Manners,
Kas Product,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Tommy Roe,
Man Eating Sloth,
Second Layer,
X-101,
In Retrospect,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sun City Girls,
Thee Headcoats,
Swell Maps,
Dennis Brown,
The Mojo Men,
The Fugs,
Public Image Ltd.,
Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav.
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.