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 Cape Verde and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Manila.
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 harpsichord 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 Gerry Rafferty to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Japan,
Eurythmics,
Goldenarms,
Sound Behaviour,
Nick Fraelich,
Ituana,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Residents,
OOIOO,
The Leaves,
Half Japanese,
Judy Mowatt,
Blake Baxter,
Tommy Roe,
Sandy B,
Josef K,
Marine Girls,
Wings,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Malaria!,
Make Up,
kango's stein massive,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Slits,
H. Thieme,
Cameo,
The Knickerbockers,
Sällskapet,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
New Age Steppers,
Skaos,
Main Source,
The Angels of Light,
Average White Band,
The United States of America,
the Sonics,
Blossom Toes,
Banda Bassotti,
Underground Resistance,
Livin' Joy,
Gang Gang Dance,
D'Angelo,
the Swans,
Scratch Acid,
Spoonie Gee,
8 Eyed Spy,
Monolake,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Blackbyrds,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Skarface,
The Moleskins,
Soft Machine,
Arab on Radar,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Monochrome Set,
Funkadelic,
Black Moon,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sonny Sharrock,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.