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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Manila.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Philadelphia.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Pussy Galore to the techno 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 Can. All the underground hits.
All The Buckinghams tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Subhumans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
Adolescents,
Yellowson,
Pierre Henry,
Darondo,
Boredoms,
Soul Sonic Force,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rhythm & Sound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
10cc,
the Fania All-Stars,
David McCallum,
EPMD,
Gastr Del Sol,
Robert Görl,
Brick,
John Cale,
Deepchord,
Anakelly,
Blake Baxter,
The Doobie Brothers,
B.T. Express,
Guru Guru,
Lyres,
Alphaville,
Parry Music,
Sonny Sharrock,
Jacques Brel,
Crime,
The Selecter,
Grauzone,
the Soft Cell,
Wings,
Bootsy Collins,
The Last Poets,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Deakin,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Susan Cadogan,
Gang of Four,
Aloha Tigers,
Siglo XX,
Todd Terry,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The New Christs,
The Gun Club,
A Certain Ratio,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Rapeman,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Scientists,
Scion,
The Pop Group,
Electric Light Orchestra,
One Last Wish,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kool Moe Dee,
Wolf Eyes,
The Skatalites,
Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro.
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.