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 Oman and from Copenhagen.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Ronnie Foster to the grunge 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 The Modern Lovers. All the underground hits.
All Joyce Sims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxy Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fear,
Tim Buckley,
Altered Images,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Young Rascals,
Fat Boys,
These Immortal Souls,
Malaria!,
The Cramps,
Dave Gahan,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Vogues,
Arthur Verocai,
Ultravox,
Cymande,
Niagra,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Joe Finger,
Mary Jane Girls,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Unwound,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Tommy Roe,
The Five Americans,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Human League,
The Doobie Brothers,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Stooges,
Deepchord,
The Music Machine,
10cc,
Alton Ellis,
The Gun Club,
Bobby Womack,
The Electric Prunes,
The Gap Band,
Pet Shop Boys,
Graham Central Station,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
John Foxx,
Model 500,
Warren Ellis,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
FM Einheit,
Pierre Henry,
Thee Headcoats,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Man Eating Sloth,
Radio Birdman,
John Holt,
Roxette,
Blancmange,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lou Christie,
Lower 48,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Yusef Lateef,
Amon Düül II,
L. Decosne,
Donny Hathaway,
Skaos, Skaos, Skaos, Skaos.
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.