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 Comoros and from Edmonton.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Cybotron to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All David McCallum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aural Exciters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Matthew Bourne,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Talk Talk,
a-ha,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Raincoats,
Metal Thangz,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Rosa Yemen,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Joe Finger,
Icehouse,
The Blues Magoos,
Cecil Taylor,
cv313,
Heaven 17,
The Names,
Mantronix,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Los Fastidios,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Barrington Levy,
The Selecter,
Aswad,
The Happenings,
The Red Krayola,
Malaria!,
Liliput,
The Shadows of Knight,
Dead Boys,
This Heat,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Pagans,
Hoover,
Animal Collective,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Grass Roots,
Al Stewart,
Jeff Lynne,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
FM Einheit,
Bronski Beat,
Drexciya,
Lindisfarne,
Johnny Clarke,
Spoonie Gee,
the Germs,
The Offenders,
Bad Manners,
The Modern Lovers,
Judy Mowatt,
Morten Harket,
Television Personalities,
Easy Going,
Grey Daturas,
Severed Heads,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
New Order,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Flash Fearless,
The Move, The Move, The Move, The Move.
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.