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 Grenada and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Houston.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the oboe 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the punk 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 Black Flag. All the underground hits.
All Sad Lovers and Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultimate Spinach 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sällskapet,
Rotary Connection,
Aural Exciters,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Guru Guru,
Frankie Knuckles,
X-102,
Minor Threat,
Mantronix,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
New Age Steppers,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sixth Finger,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Prince Buster,
Boredoms,
Hardrive,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Searchers,
Talk Talk,
Alison Limerick,
Hasil Adkins,
Ice-T,
Zero Boys,
Bang On A Can,
The Blackbyrds,
Qualms,
Drive Like Jehu,
Piero Umiliani,
The Modern Lovers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Walker Brothers,
Buzzcocks,
Sparks,
Massinfluence,
Soul Sonic Force,
Joyce Sims,
Donny Hathaway,
The Sound,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Wake,
Vainqueur,
The Buckinghams,
Con Funk Shun,
Cal Tjader,
Von Mondo,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ornette Coleman,
Dark Day,
Susan Cadogan,
Bluetip,
Scratch Acid,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Gap Band,
Inner City,
Jacob Miller,
Leonard Cohen,
Morten Harket,
Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion.
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.