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 Sudan and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 güiro 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 The Motions to the rap 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 The Names. All the underground hits.
All Girls At Our Best! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Robert Hood,
The Neon Judgement,
Deakin,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Half Japanese,
The Modern Lovers,
H. Thieme,
The Gories,
The Standells,
Throbbing Gristle,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Roy Ayers,
Cybotron,
Funky Four + One,
The Stooges,
Jeru the Damaja,
X-Ray Spex,
Joe Smooth,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lower 48,
The Angels of Light,
Ituana,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Blackbyrds,
Au Pairs,
Gabor Szabo,
Dorothy Ashby,
Suicide,
The Blues Magoos,
Q and Not U,
Saccharine Trust,
Silicon Teens,
Icehouse,
These Immortal Souls,
Outsiders,
Quadrant,
Roxy Music,
Pierre Henry,
Dawn Penn,
The Remains,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Human League,
New York Dolls,
Chris Corsano,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Johnny Osbourne,
Alice Coltrane,
Soft Machine,
Ralphi Rosario,
B.T. Express,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Aural Exciters,
Sonny Sharrock,
Excepter,
Supertramp,
The Golliwogs,
Roger Hodgson,
Subhumans,
Pulsallama,
Max Romeo,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Grass Roots,
Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan.
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.