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 Nigeria and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Siglo XX to the grime 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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Bobbi Humphrey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Colin Newman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moleskins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
Icehouse,
Lucky Dragons,
Popol Vuh,
Moby Grape,
Lou Reed,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Buckinghams,
Sun Ra,
Pet Shop Boys,
Main Source,
Gichy Dan,
Scion,
Michelle Simonal,
In Retrospect,
New Order,
Intrusion,
Absolute Body Control,
Alphaville,
Brass Construction,
Average White Band,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Flash Fearless,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rufus Thomas,
The Divine Comedy,
The Fortunes,
Bootsy Collins,
The Walker Brothers,
Royal Trux,
Circle Jerks,
Eurythmics,
Theoretical Girls,
Blancmange,
E-Dancer,
Nik Kershaw,
Maleditus Sound,
Donald Byrd,
Scientists,
Basic Channel,
Barclay James Harvest,
Suicide,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cluster,
David McCallum,
Buzzcocks,
Roxy Music,
Sparks,
Motorama,
Josef K,
Essential Logic,
Mo-Dettes,
Graham Central Station,
Groovy Waters,
DJ Style,
DJ Sneak,
Shuggie Otis,
Severed Heads,
Quadrant,
Flipper,
The Gap Band,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.