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 Turkmenistan and from Bologna.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Woodstock.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the organ 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 Camberwell Now to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Index. All the underground hits.
All Das Ding tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brass Construction record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scion,
Interpol,
Altered Images,
Accadde A,
Roy Ayers,
Crooked Eye,
LL Cool J,
Lou Christie,
Rites of Spring,
The Motions,
Delta 5,
Skaos,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Neil Young,
Moebius,
Sound Behaviour,
PIL,
Rapeman,
Deepchord,
The Saints,
The Dave Clark Five,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sarah Menescal,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bootsy Collins,
Jacob Miller,
KRS-One,
Japan,
Excepter,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Robert Hood,
Lower 48,
Banda Bassotti,
Eddi Front,
Letta Mbulu,
Cameo,
Bauhaus,
Television,
Yazoo,
David McCallum,
The Standells,
Shoche,
Ohio Players,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Fugazi,
Essential Logic,
Vainqueur,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Tommy Roe,
Black Flag,
The Sonics,
The Associates,
the Germs,
Davy DMX,
The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams.
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.