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 Marshall Islands and from London.
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 Beijing and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 UT to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Babytalk. All the underground hits.
All Symarip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker,
Amon Düül,
World's Most,
Sound Behaviour,
The Gun Club,
Terry Callier,
The Standells,
the Swans,
Drexciya,
Echospace,
Flamin' Groovies,
Gang Gang Dance,
Blossom Toes,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Brass Construction,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sparks,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
LL Cool J,
Simply Red,
Spandau Ballet,
Marvin Gaye,
Altered Images,
Yazoo,
Godley & Creme,
F. McDonald,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Fad Gadget,
Bad Manners,
Pantaleimon,
Ponytail,
Eric Dolphy,
In Retrospect,
The Happenings,
Absolute Body Control,
Kool Moe Dee,
Grandmaster Flash,
John Coltrane,
Maurizio,
EPMD,
The American Breed,
Swell Maps,
The Beau Brummels,
Loose Ends,
Skaos,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Minnie Riperton,
Tim Buckley,
Faraquet,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Andrew Hill,
Quantec,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Divine Comedy,
Cheater Slicks,
Public Image Ltd.,
Masters at Work,
Cal Tjader,
Dave Gahan,
John Cale,
Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic.
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.