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 Niger and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Dark Day to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Nation of Ulysses. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 sitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fear,
The Dead C,
Ten City,
Barbara Tucker,
Blake Baxter,
Robert Wyatt,
Jeff Lynne,
Clear Light,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
DJ Sneak,
Altered Images,
The American Breed,
Alton Ellis,
a-ha,
The Music Machine,
The Martian,
Eddi Front,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Youth Brigade,
Hardrive,
Joyce Sims,
Japan,
Magazine,
Saccharine Trust,
Essential Logic,
Negative Approach,
Letta Mbulu,
The Barracudas,
Rhythm & Sound,
Duran Duran,
ABC,
Tomorrow,
The Red Krayola,
Scratch Acid,
Joe Finger,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Skarface,
Todd Terry,
Gerry Rafferty,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bush Tetras,
Isaac Hayes,
Wings,
Iggy Pop,
Funky Four + One,
Mary Jane Girls,
Flamin' Groovies,
Fluxion,
The Standells,
La Düsseldorf,
Pagans,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Mark Hollis,
Laurel Aitken,
Pierre Henry,
The Buckinghams,
Average White Band,
Donny Hathaway,
Idris Muhammad,
Suicide,
Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work.
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.