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 Marshall Islands and from Woodstock.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All The Moleskins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Cybotron,
Marvin Gaye,
Aaron Thompson,
Gerry Rafferty,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ornette Coleman,
The Invisible,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Gichy Dan,
Excepter,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lightning Bolt,
The Grass Roots,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Q65,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Monochrome Set,
Stiv Bators,
the Association,
The New Christs,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Y Pants,
Mission of Burma,
Rakim,
Stetsasonic,
Guru Guru,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kerri Chandler,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Modern Lovers,
Davy DMX,
Joe Smooth,
Roger Hodgson,
H. Thieme,
the Fania All-Stars,
China Crisis,
Nico,
The Searchers,
R.M.O.,
Franke,
Underground Resistance,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Durutti Column,
Sound Behaviour,
Flash Fearless,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sixth Finger,
Johnny Osbourne,
Eurythmics,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Dead C,
One Last Wish,
Ultimate Spinach,
John Cale,
Dual Sessions,
Toni Rubio,
Matthew Halsall,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.