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 Croatia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Newcleus to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Pagans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Hood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Intrusion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Radiopuhelimet,
Talk Talk,
The Move,
Robert Wyatt,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jacques Brel,
Grey Daturas,
Vladislav Delay,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Scion,
Lower 48,
The Pretty Things,
The Dirtbombs,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Mantronix,
Absolute Body Control,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Radiohead,
Eric Dolphy,
Neil Young,
Arab on Radar,
Amazonics,
John Lydon,
Morten Harket,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Matthew Halsall,
Big Daddy Kane,
Motorama,
Organ,
Ken Boothe,
Barry Ungar,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Scratch Acid,
R.M.O.,
The Cramps,
Jeff Lynne,
Minor Threat,
Silicon Teens,
The Sonics,
Jacob Miller,
Sällskapet,
Buzzcocks,
Suburban Knight,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
New York Dolls,
Second Layer,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
kango's stein massive,
Quando Quango,
Roxy Music,
Drive Like Jehu,
Mr. Review,
The Real Kids,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Alton Ellis,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gong,
Alphaville,
The Music Machine,
Ossler,
Joyce Sims,
Interpol,
X-101,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.