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 Kyrgyzstan and from Manchester.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Dark Day to the funk 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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All The Jesus and Mary Chain tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Infiniti 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 '50s 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 The Golliwogs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
Easy Going,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Flamin' Groovies,
Roy Ayers,
Black Pus,
Radiopuhelimet,
Idris Muhammad,
the Germs,
Deakin,
Black Flag,
Sam Rivers,
Los Fastidios,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Yaz,
Blancmange,
Depeche Mode,
Amon Düül II,
Motorama,
Procol Harum,
Neu!,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Joe Finger,
Aaron Thompson,
June Days,
Zero Boys,
cv313,
Dark Day,
Bronski Beat,
Kevin Saunderson,
Todd Rundgren,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Rakim,
The Mummies,
Q65,
Nick Fraelich,
Lebanon Hanover,
Monolake,
Unrelated Segments,
Infiniti,
Todd Terry,
The Smoke,
Underground Resistance,
Massinfluence,
The Litter,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ultra Naté,
Marc Almond,
Crooked Eye,
Heaven 17,
Bizarre Inc.,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pulsallama,
Throbbing Gristle,
June of 44,
The Gun Club,
Gerry Rafferty,
Symarip,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.