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 Iceland and from Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the marimba 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 Boz Scaggs to the punk 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 Infiniti. All the underground hits.
All The Red Krayola tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roger Hodgson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lower 48,
Tres Demented,
Derrick May,
Michelle Simonal,
Can,
Traffic Nightmare,
Average White Band,
Black Bananas,
the Normal,
Tears for Fears,
a-ha,
Qualms,
the Swans,
Warren Ellis,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Television,
The Young Rascals,
The Pretty Things,
The Knickerbockers,
PIL,
Archie Shepp,
Nico,
Yaz,
H. Thieme,
Duran Duran,
Inner City,
Fad Gadget,
Curtis Mayfield,
Eurythmics,
Jawbox,
Kas Product,
Swell Maps,
Moss Icon,
The Detroit Cobras,
Charles Mingus,
Roy Ayers,
Lou Reed,
The Slackers,
Man Parrish,
Royal Trux,
UT,
Ice-T,
Agitation Free,
Idris Muhammad,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Todd Rundgren,
Los Fastidios,
The Selecter,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pharoah Sanders,
Cybotron,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bronski Beat,
The Moleskins,
Dave Gahan,
Harmonia,
Motorama,
Echospace,
Guru Guru,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.