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 Bulgaria and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Aswad to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Mandrill. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glambeats Corp. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Copeland,
The Motions,
Television Personalities,
Faust,
Deakin,
Unwound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
David McCallum,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Offenders,
Sixth Finger,
The Move,
John Cale,
Inner City,
The Kinks,
Fatback Band,
F. McDonald,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
KRS-One,
Hasil Adkins,
The Leaves,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Slackers,
Roxette,
Eric B and Rakim,
Tom Boy,
Average White Band,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Josef K,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Babytalk,
Ultra Naté,
Jawbox,
The Buckinghams,
The J.B.'s,
Mission of Burma,
The Cure,
Colin Newman,
Lungfish,
Max Romeo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Moebius,
Rites of Spring,
The Young Rascals,
Crispian St. Peters,
Amon Düül II,
New Age Steppers,
Theoretical Girls,
The Techniques,
Mad Mike,
Ronnie Foster,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Tomorrow,
Bronski Beat,
The Toasters,
Buzzcocks,
Don Cherry,
Khruangbin,
Pantytec,
The Evens,
Soulsonic Force,
Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks.
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.