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 Copenhagen.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-Ray Spex record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
Porter Ricks,
Oneida,
Adolescents,
Mandrill,
Heaven 17,
the Association,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Danielle Patucci,
Zero Boys,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Hardrive,
JFA,
In Retrospect,
Robert Wyatt,
Icehouse,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Monochrome Set,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kaleidoscope,
Tres Demented,
Reagan Youth,
Groovy Waters,
Al Stewart,
Guru Guru,
Depeche Mode,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lungfish,
Freddie Wadling,
The Moleskins,
Popol Vuh,
DJ Style,
Eurythmics,
Bizarre Inc.,
Desert Stars,
Barclay James Harvest,
Minor Threat,
Section 25,
New Age Steppers,
Pantaleimon,
Susan Cadogan,
Jeff Mills,
Pylon,
The Grass Roots,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Beau Brummels,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Happenings,
Lebanon Hanover,
Young Marble Giants,
The Human League,
The Electric Prunes,
Peter & Gordon,
Brick,
Thompson Twins,
Funkadelic,
David Axelrod,
The Leaves,
Warsaw,
Grauzone,
Nico, Nico, Nico, Nico.
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.