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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 synthesizer 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 The Smiths to the crunk 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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every D'Angelo 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 an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Desert Stars,
Minny Pops,
Heaven 17,
Icehouse,
Crime,
Barbara Tucker,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Sonics,
Depeche Mode,
Altered Images,
Wings,
Slave,
Guru Guru,
Bad Manners,
Gang of Four,
Stereo Dub,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Porter Ricks,
Negative Approach,
Todd Rundgren,
Public Enemy,
Maleditus Sound,
Dave Gahan,
Radiohead,
Donald Byrd,
Black Pus,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
cv313,
Cluster,
A Certain Ratio,
Johnny Osbourne,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Alton Ellis,
Rakim,
Niagra,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Pantytec,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sight & Sound,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Andrew Hill,
Duran Duran,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Gap Band,
Prince Buster,
Graham Central Station,
Gregory Isaacs,
Don Cherry,
Patti Smith,
Scion,
PIL,
Basic Channel,
Godley & Creme,
Tres Demented,
Aswad,
Mantronix,
Lower 48,
The Cure,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.