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 Ghana and from Taipei.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Motions to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Mandrill. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Das Ding 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Goldenarms,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Remains,
Cluster,
B.T. Express,
Amazonics,
Theoretical Girls,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Cowsills,
The Sonics,
Franke,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sexual Harrassment,
Vainqueur,
Parry Music,
Scan 7,
Fluxion,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Music Machine,
The Happenings,
The Cure,
These Immortal Souls,
The Cramps,
Roy Ayers,
Junior Murvin,
Brand Nubian,
Andrew Hill,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Cheater Slicks,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Smoke,
Lower 48,
Scott Walker,
Severed Heads,
Alton Ellis,
Das Ding,
Arthur Verocai,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ponytail,
Half Japanese,
The Count Five,
Marvin Gaye,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bauhaus,
Camberwell Now,
The J.B.'s,
cv313,
Sonic Youth,
Sarah Menescal,
Arcadia,
The Vogues,
Steve Hackett,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Trojans,
Soulsonic Force,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Moleskins,
Danielle Patucci,
Mr. Review,
Soft Cell,
Harry Pussy,
Whodini,
Motorama,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.