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 Turkey and from Jakarta.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Audionom to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All Joyce Sims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tres Demented record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
Animal Collective,
D'Angelo,
Barclay James Harvest,
Siglo XX,
Pantytec,
The Raincoats,
Robert Hood,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Arcadia,
Joy Division,
The Pop Group,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Chrome,
Blancmange,
The Sonics,
Neil Young,
This Heat,
Television Personalities,
Reagan Youth,
Scion,
Reuben Wilson,
Thee Headcoats,
Underground Resistance,
Boz Scaggs,
the Bar-Kays,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
A Certain Ratio,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Wings,
Essential Logic,
Jesper Dahlback,
Kas Product,
Flipper,
The Standells,
MDC,
Royal Trux,
ABBA,
Symarip,
JFA,
The Motions,
Tomorrow,
Second Layer,
Interpol,
Donny Hathaway,
John Lydon,
Man Parrish,
June of 44,
Wolf Eyes,
John Holt,
Flash Fearless,
Hasil Adkins,
Tears for Fears,
Moby Grape,
The Barracudas,
Steve Hackett,
In Retrospect,
Outsiders,
The Walker Brothers,
Black Pus,
The Cowsills,
The Doors,
The Martian, The Martian, The Martian, The Martian.
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.