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 Slovakia and from Salvador.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Organ to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All Joey Negro tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang of Four record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Girls At Our Best!,
New Age Steppers,
Barry Ungar,
Moss Icon,
Sound Behaviour,
Graham Central Station,
Lebanon Hanover,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Human League,
Model 500,
Al Stewart,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Rakim,
Brand Nubian,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Electric Prunes,
New Order,
Public Image Ltd.,
Morten Harket,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Move,
Juan Atkins,
Duran Duran,
Jimmy McGriff,
China Crisis,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sonny Sharrock,
Howard Jones,
Magma,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Skarface,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Gladiators,
Jacob Miller,
Neil Young,
Harry Pussy,
E-Dancer,
Boredoms,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Danielle Patucci,
Shuggie Otis,
Rotary Connection,
The Evens,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Soft Cell,
Thee Headcoats,
the Bar-Kays,
R.M.O.,
The Standells,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Parry Music,
Bang On A Can,
Flamin' Groovies,
World's Most,
Flipper,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Busters,
Sparks,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.