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 Luxembourg and from Salvador.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Ajijia Myrayebe to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 A Certain Ratio. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Au Pairs,
The Residents,
Television Personalities,
Franke,
D'Angelo,
Tim Buckley,
The Human League,
The Smiths,
the Human League,
Jesper Dahlback,
Eric Dolphy,
Bootsy Collins,
Camouflage,
Agitation Free,
Zero Boys,
The Toasters,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kerri Chandler,
Harpers Bizarre,
Zapp,
Ohio Players,
Chris Corsano,
Eli Mardock,
Bob Dylan,
Cheater Slicks,
a-ha,
Iggy Pop,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cal Tjader,
Leonard Cohen,
Freddie Wadling,
Drexciya,
Bauhaus,
Lakeside,
Lungfish,
The Sonics,
Bobby Womack,
David Axelrod,
Rhythm & Sound,
Joe Smooth,
Soft Cell,
Barry Ungar,
The Victims,
Kaleidoscope,
Matthew Halsall,
Piero Umiliani,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Beau Brummels,
Spoonie Gee,
Tears for Fears,
ABBA,
EPMD,
The Modern Lovers,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
James White and The Blacks,
Marshall Jefferson,
K-Klass,
Eurythmics,
The Happenings,
Patti Smith,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.