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 San Marino and from Sao Paulo.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Strawberry Alarm Clock to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Gang Green. All the underground hits.
All Kings Of Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Strawberry Alarm Clock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minutemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
Roxy Music,
Pharoah Sanders,
The New Christs,
Marc Almond,
K-Klass,
Talk Talk,
Jandek,
The Gladiators,
Ultimate Spinach,
Jeff Mills,
Pagans,
Sun Ra,
Hasil Adkins,
Stockholm Monsters,
Freddie Wadling,
Fat Boys,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Japan,
Boredoms,
Masters at Work,
Ronnie Foster,
The Birthday Party,
The Sound,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pulsallama,
Janne Schatter,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Fortunes,
Ultra Naté,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Al Stewart,
Oneida,
Aloha Tigers,
Urselle,
Letta Mbulu,
F. McDonald,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Angels of Light,
AZ,
Lalann,
Tubeway Army,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Invisible,
Popol Vuh,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Schoolly D,
Kayak,
Alton Ellis,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Youth Brigade,
Harry Pussy,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lightning Bolt,
Rufus Thomas,
Mandrill,
The Raincoats,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.