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 Uzbekistan and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 theremin 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 Ultravox to the dance 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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxette record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boz Scaggs,
Sight & Sound,
Model 500,
Brand Nubian,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Althea and Donna,
cv313,
Cal Tjader,
Pantaleimon,
Pierre Henry,
Curtis Mayfield,
OOIOO,
Peter and Kerry,
Delta 5,
Kerrie Biddell,
Soul Sonic Force,
Harmonia,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ituana,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Girls At Our Best!,
Cameo,
Marshall Jefferson,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Count Five,
The Birthday Party,
Infiniti,
a-ha,
Symarip,
Skaos,
Gerry Rafferty,
Marc Almond,
Kevin Saunderson,
A Certain Ratio,
Eurythmics,
Eddi Front,
Faust,
Yusef Lateef,
Kenny Larkin,
Echospace,
The Martian,
Amazonics,
Ronnie Foster,
Maleditus Sound,
Dennis Brown,
Young Marble Giants,
Black Moon,
The Invisible,
Bootsy Collins,
New Order,
Sugar Minott,
Bobby Womack,
Das Ding,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Urselle,
The Stooges,
Ultimate Spinach,
AZ,
Susan Cadogan,
MC5,
Chrome, Chrome, Chrome, Chrome.
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.