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 Mongolia 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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Shanghai.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Evens to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Average White Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Livin' Joy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cheater Slicks,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Swans,
The Doors,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
One Last Wish,
Freddie Wadling,
Massinfluence,
Franke,
Robert Görl,
Gang of Four,
Schoolly D,
Desert Stars,
The Gladiators,
La Düsseldorf,
Cybotron,
Jandek,
Toni Rubio,
The Cowsills,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
D'Angelo,
Marine Girls,
Gichy Dan,
Black Sheep,
Depeche Mode,
Pierre Henry,
The American Breed,
Crooked Eye,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Red Krayola,
Gregory Isaacs,
AZ,
Young Marble Giants,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Mars,
Can,
Sugar Minott,
Index,
Nik Kershaw,
Mr. Review,
Archie Shepp,
kango's stein massive,
Peter and Kerry,
China Crisis,
Newcleus,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Moss Icon,
June of 44,
Joyce Sims,
Scion,
The Neon Judgement,
PIL,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Altered Images,
Y Pants,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Slave,
Rosa Yemen,
Bobby Sherman,
Kayak,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.