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 Japan and from Sao Paulo.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Oppenheimer Analysis to the funk 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 June of 44. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-Ray Spex 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cameo,
Nas,
Junior Murvin,
Bronski Beat,
Eddi Front,
Tommy Roe,
Rapeman,
Outsiders,
Vladislav Delay,
Alison Limerick,
Massinfluence,
Bill Near,
Skaos,
L. Decosne,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Fire Engines,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Maleditus Sound,
Schoolly D,
The Victims,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
X-102,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Stereo Dub,
Roy Ayers,
Davy DMX,
The Grass Roots,
Rites of Spring,
Todd Rundgren,
Joey Negro,
The Searchers,
EPMD,
Subhumans,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Electric Prunes,
Ten City,
Scott Walker,
June Days,
John Holt,
Khruangbin,
Zero Boys,
Byron Stingily,
The Smiths,
Ralphi Rosario,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Amon Düül,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Popol Vuh,
Robert Hood,
K-Klass,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Minor Threat,
Excepter,
Buzzcocks,
Radio Birdman,
Unrelated Segments,
Infiniti,
Essential Logic,
Mary Jane Girls,
Kerri Chandler,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.