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 Poland and from Manila.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pretty Things record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vladislav Delay,
Harmonia,
Rod Modell,
Michelle Simonal,
John Holt,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Monochrome Set,
Dawn Penn,
Alison Limerick,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joey Negro,
Matthew Bourne,
The Seeds,
Whodini,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Wings,
Procol Harum,
Delta 5,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Five Americans,
Morten Harket,
The Beau Brummels,
The Evens,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Funky Four + One,
Gang of Four,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sällskapet,
Josef K,
Unwound,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
the Bar-Kays,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Don Cherry,
Cybotron,
OOIOO,
Ludus,
Robert Wyatt,
Audionom,
Minnie Riperton,
Pharoah Sanders,
Reagan Youth,
Mark Hollis,
Quadrant,
New Age Steppers,
The Cure,
Tears for Fears,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Theoretical Girls,
Scan 7,
JFA,
The Electric Prunes,
The Durutti Column,
Eve St. Jones,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Urselle,
A Certain Ratio,
World's Most,
Basic Channel,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.