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 Czech Republic and from Spokane.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba 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 Selecter to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Jesper Dahlbäck. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonny Sharrock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rekid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Mandrill,
Fat Boys,
Bauhaus,
Lee Hazlewood,
Freddie Wadling,
Glenn Branca,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Standells,
Tommy Roe,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Susan Cadogan,
Boogie Down Productions,
Khruangbin,
Easy Going,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sandy B,
Zapp,
OOIOO,
Goldenarms,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Skarface,
The Modern Lovers,
Underground Resistance,
KRS-One,
Minor Threat,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Silicon Teens,
Warsaw,
Zero Boys,
Eric Dolphy,
Scientists,
Banda Bassotti,
Ludus,
The Residents,
the Germs,
Davy DMX,
the Association,
Cheater Slicks,
Joensuu 1685,
Faust,
Motorama,
Gregory Isaacs,
Wire,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Marc Almond,
Average White Band,
Neil Young,
Y Pants,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Pop Group,
Public Enemy,
A Certain Ratio,
The Sound,
Bronski Beat,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Scrapy,
Donny Hathaway,
CMW,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.