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 Ghana and from Beijing.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 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 Sixth Finger to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ituana,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Brass Construction,
David Axelrod,
Man Parrish,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The New Christs,
Young Marble Giants,
Pylon,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Busters,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Monochrome Set,
Y Pants,
Scott Walker,
Avey Tare,
Sonic Youth,
Sound Behaviour,
Motorama,
Soul Sonic Force,
Tom Boy,
The Shadows of Knight,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sexual Harrassment,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Newcleus,
The Pretty Things,
Donald Byrd,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Susan Cadogan,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Vogues,
Chris & Cosey,
Inner City,
The Cure,
Junior Murvin,
Altered Images,
Byron Stingily,
Chris Corsano,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Trojans,
The Happenings,
Funky Four + One,
Lou Christie,
Heaven 17,
The Tremeloes,
Peter & Gordon,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Letta Mbulu,
Nick Fraelich,
Mission of Burma,
a-ha,
Pussy Galore,
Yazoo,
Bad Manners,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.