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 Czech Republic and from Tehran.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Q and Not U to the disco 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 Vladislav Delay. All the underground hits.
All Louis and Bebe Barron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Slits record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
Smog,
F. McDonald,
Hoover,
Guru Guru,
Sound Behaviour,
The Real Kids,
Lakeside,
Charles Mingus,
Television Personalities,
Delta 5,
K-Klass,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sarah Menescal,
kango's stein massive,
Jeff Lynne,
Shoche,
The Standells,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Crispy Ambulance,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Anakelly,
Davy DMX,
The Blackbyrds,
Absolute Body Control,
Radio Birdman,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Connie Case,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kayak,
Aswad,
Jacob Miller,
Dawn Penn,
Simply Red,
Mandrill,
Fluxion,
Brass Construction,
Jawbox,
Jesper Dahlback,
Boogie Down Productions,
Brothers Johnson,
Goldenarms,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Cymande,
Youth Brigade,
Ronnie Foster,
the Soft Cell,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Swell Maps,
Camberwell Now,
Infiniti,
Marvin Gaye,
June Days,
The Sound,
Dorothy Ashby,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Parry Music,
Sixth Finger,
Eric Copeland,
The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics.
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.