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 Russia and from Toronto.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Techniques to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All Ronnie Foster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radio Birdman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Smiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aswad,
Lucky Dragons,
Icehouse,
a-ha,
Cluster,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
H. Thieme,
Jesper Dahlback,
Stereo Dub,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Grauzone,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Dorothy Ashby,
Eddi Front,
Ken Boothe,
Wally Richardson,
Cameo,
Japan,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
James White and The Blacks,
Jerry's Kids,
The Doobie Brothers,
Marshall Jefferson,
Fatback Band,
Zero Boys,
Niagra,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Moby Grape,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gang Starr,
Throbbing Gristle,
Chris Corsano,
Mark Hollis,
Boredoms,
Whodini,
Radiohead,
The Cowsills,
Donny Hathaway,
Pole,
Eli Mardock,
Mad Mike,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Junior Murvin,
Kool Moe Dee,
Minnie Riperton,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Mission of Burma,
The Fire Engines,
Joensuu 1685,
Steve Hackett,
R.M.O.,
Aaron Thompson,
Sonic Youth,
Depeche Mode,
Ituana,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Marc Almond,
Procol Harum,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.