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 Turkey and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 clarinet 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 Siouxsie and the Banshees to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Teenage Jesus and the Jerks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yellowson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masters at Work,
Metal Thangz,
Yellowson,
Mark Hollis,
Drexciya,
The Mojo Men,
Ice-T,
Steve Hackett,
Silicon Teens,
Newcleus,
Heaven 17,
Thompson Twins,
Jawbox,
The American Breed,
B.T. Express,
Monks,
Los Fastidios,
Gang Starr,
Maurizio,
Rekid,
Eddi Front,
FM Einheit,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Henry Cow,
Cybotron,
Sonic Youth,
Skarface,
D'Angelo,
Nation of Ulysses,
OOIOO,
Easy Going,
Echospace,
Panda Bear,
Lower 48,
June Days,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Absolute Body Control,
Cameo,
Youth Brigade,
Model 500,
Matthew Halsall,
Eurythmics,
The Vogues,
Yaz,
Hashim,
In Retrospect,
The Evens,
Bizarre Inc.,
Goldenarms,
UT,
Dorothy Ashby,
Radiohead,
Idris Muhammad,
The Searchers,
Aswad,
Eyeless In Gaza,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gregory Isaacs,
Freddie Wadling,
Marc Almond,
The Star Department,
E-Dancer,
Sixth Finger,
Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders.
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.