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 Burundi and from New York.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the dance 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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young 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 disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moss Icon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marvin Gaye,
Outsiders,
The Fall,
DJ Sneak,
Steve Hackett,
Bobby Hutcherson,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jeff Lynne,
Flash Fearless,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Aloha Tigers,
Fugazi,
The Litter,
Arab on Radar,
Monolake,
Sandy B,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Hasil Adkins,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pagans,
Qualms,
Silicon Teens,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Soulsonic Force,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Vainqueur,
The Selecter,
Theoretical Girls,
Stereo Dub,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Velvet Underground,
Byron Stingily,
Eli Mardock,
Kayak,
Surgeon,
The Vogues,
Harry Pussy,
The Mummies,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Scientists,
Dead Boys,
Faraquet,
L. Decosne,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Human League,
Ken Boothe,
Motorama,
Tom Boy,
Sam Rivers,
Roger Hodgson,
Glenn Branca,
The Toasters,
Khruangbin,
Unrelated Segments,
Eric B and Rakim,
EPMD,
La Düsseldorf,
Kevin Saunderson,
Nas,
The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders.
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.