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 Morocco 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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Tremeloes to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Fania All-Stars 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Traffic Nightmare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barbara Tucker,
The Buckinghams,
The Smoke,
Spoonie Gee,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sonic Youth,
Jesper Dahlback,
Junior Murvin,
the Normal,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
10cc,
Neil Young,
Roxette,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Aural Exciters,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bobby Sherman,
Bootsy Collins,
Joe Finger,
Black Sheep,
Minny Pops,
The Sonics,
Eddi Front,
Alton Ellis,
Donny Hathaway,
Nick Fraelich,
Agitation Free,
Bush Tetras,
Monolake,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Kinks,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Echospace,
The Pop Group,
Rosa Yemen,
Kerri Chandler,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Black Moon,
Deakin,
Camberwell Now,
Amon Düül,
Cameo,
John Cale,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Fela Kuti,
Gang Starr,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Hoover,
Intrusion,
The Music Machine,
Sun City Girls,
DJ Sneak,
The Fortunes,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Marc Almond,
The Electric Prunes,
The Doors,
Minutemen,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Saints, The Saints, The Saints, The Saints.
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.