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 Iran and from Glasgow.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Kaleidoscope to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Spandau Ballet. All the underground hits.
All Roxette tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every KRS-One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
Rufus Thomas,
Babytalk,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Kas Product,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Ornette Coleman,
Big Daddy Kane,
Stetsasonic,
The Golliwogs,
Animal Collective,
Brothers Johnson,
Swell Maps,
Jacques Brel,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Carl Craig,
The Gap Band,
Suburban Knight,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Steve Hackett,
Skriet,
The Sonics,
Parry Music,
Pole,
Absolute Body Control,
The Count Five,
Ossler,
Average White Band,
Roxette,
Gang Starr,
Silicon Teens,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Archie Shepp,
Shoche,
Funky Four + One,
Ultimate Spinach,
Flash Fearless,
Essential Logic,
X-101,
Tubeway Army,
Jeff Mills,
The Invisible,
Yazoo,
The Associates,
Stiv Bators,
Clear Light,
Fela Kuti,
DJ Style,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Junior Murvin,
Tommy Roe,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Godley & Creme,
Depeche Mode,
Letta Mbulu,
JFA,
Swans,
Toni Rubio,
Arab on Radar,
Alphaville,
Grauzone,
Mo-Dettes,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.