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 Colombia and from Taipei.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the 808 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 Soulsonic Force to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All Royal Trux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Jeff Lynne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Byron Stingily,
The United States of America,
The Kinks,
Japan,
Lou Christie,
Siglo XX,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Brand Nubian,
JFA,
Pere Ubu,
Chris & Cosey,
The Trojans,
The Beau Brummels,
ABC,
Eden Ahbez,
Thee Headcoats,
The Techniques,
Rekid,
Laurel Aitken,
Stereo Dub,
Flipper,
Y Pants,
The Divine Comedy,
Bill Near,
Spandau Ballet,
Black Flag,
Crash Course in Science,
Terry Callier,
Scratch Acid,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eli Mardock,
Bootsy Collins,
Drexciya,
The Zeros,
The Knickerbockers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Erykah Badu,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Litter,
Fear,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kerrie Biddell,
Swell Maps,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Robert Wyatt,
Aswad,
MDC,
Popol Vuh,
The Raincoats,
Joy Division,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Robert Hood,
Glenn Branca,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Johnny Clarke,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Nas,
Matthew Bourne,
DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style.
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.