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 Argentina and from Stockholm.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Deakin to the disco 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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funkadelic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Slits,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Tubeway Army,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
David McCallum,
Slave,
Suicide,
Depeche Mode,
Boz Scaggs,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Dirtbombs,
Duran Duran,
Donny Hathaway,
The Residents,
Spoonie Gee,
The Beau Brummels,
Joe Finger,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Babytalk,
LL Cool J,
Khruangbin,
Frankie Knuckles,
Crispy Ambulance,
F. McDonald,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Terry Callier,
Rapeman,
Mars,
Quantec,
Yaz,
Von Mondo,
Magazine,
Eric Dolphy,
Gichy Dan,
John Lydon,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sun Ra,
Skaos,
Moebius,
Arcadia,
Freddie Wadling,
DJ Style,
Section 25,
Half Japanese,
Bobby Sherman,
Prince Buster,
Ten City,
Panda Bear,
Malaria!,
Robert Görl,
Gang Gang Dance,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pantytec,
Negative Approach,
Juan Atkins,
The Martian,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.