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 Qatar and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Sam Rivers to the electroclash 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 Procol Harum. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lyres,
K-Klass,
The Human League,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Raincoats,
Darondo,
Bush Tetras,
Drexciya,
Juan Atkins,
The Golliwogs,
Masters at Work,
Television,
The Music Machine,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Interpol,
Nico,
Sällskapet,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pharoah Sanders,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Desert Stars,
Eli Mardock,
EPMD,
Erasure,
Barry Ungar,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
F. McDonald,
Index,
Jacob Miller,
Davy DMX,
the Soft Cell,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
James White and The Blacks,
Khruangbin,
the Germs,
June Days,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Terry Callier,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Negative Approach,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Crash Course in Science,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Gichy Dan,
Icehouse,
Rhythm & Sound,
Eddi Front,
The Blackbyrds,
Eric Copeland,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gabor Szabo,
Technova,
Hot Snakes,
Blancmange,
The Velvet Underground,
Gang Green,
Rakim,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Accadde A,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Royal Trux,
The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans.
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.