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 France and from Winnipeg.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 snare 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All Magma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
Ohio Players,
Mad Mike,
Gastr Del Sol,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Infiniti,
T. Rex,
OOIOO,
The Move,
Faraquet,
Symarip,
The Buckinghams,
Fluxion,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Sound,
Curtis Mayfield,
Boogie Down Productions,
David Bowie,
EPMD,
The Tremeloes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Shadows of Knight,
Spandau Ballet,
Terry Callier,
Piero Umiliani,
CMW,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Scratch Acid,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
UT,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Searchers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Eurythmics,
Juan Atkins,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Gladiators,
The Knickerbockers,
Section 25,
Underground Resistance,
DNA,
Maurizio,
Japan,
Chris Corsano,
Von Mondo,
The Slits,
Lower 48,
Bad Manners,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Fire Engines,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Modern Lovers,
Neu!,
Sun City Girls,
Throbbing Gristle,
Erasure,
New Age Steppers,
The Young Rascals,
Masters at Work,
The Dead C,
Sam Rivers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bootsy Collins,
A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio.
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.