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 Belarus and from Stockholm.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Jacques Brel to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Kool Moe Dee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultra Naté record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Laurel Aitken,
Michelle Simonal,
Alphaville,
Swell Maps,
The Mojo Men,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Remains,
The Cramps,
Ronnie Foster,
Godley & Creme,
Rufus Thomas,
Maleditus Sound,
Sister Nancy,
The Pop Group,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sound Behaviour,
Inner City,
Chrome,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Albert Ayler,
The Saints,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Crash Course in Science,
Pole,
Simply Red,
Depeche Mode,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gang Starr,
Motorama,
Cameo,
Circle Jerks,
Nik Kershaw,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gang Gang Dance,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Joe Finger,
Camberwell Now,
Susan Cadogan,
The Velvet Underground,
Young Marble Giants,
Erasure,
Y Pants,
Grey Daturas,
Rakim,
The Monks,
The Victims,
Au Pairs,
The Moody Blues,
Lower 48,
The Tremeloes,
The Red Krayola,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Cowsills,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Fad Gadget,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lungfish,
Gichy Dan,
Tres Demented,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
David McCallum,
Negative Approach,
The Blues Magoos,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.