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 San Marino and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 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 Henry Cow to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Stooges. All the underground hits.
All Michelle Simonal 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 dance 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 synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The United States of America record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
John Coltrane,
The Smiths,
B.T. Express,
E-Dancer,
One Last Wish,
Mark Hollis,
Simply Red,
Ken Boothe,
Piero Umiliani,
Fear,
The Leaves,
Gabor Szabo,
Easy Going,
Chris & Cosey,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Index,
Magazine,
Zero Boys,
Slick Rick,
The United States of America,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Busters,
MDC,
Silicon Teens,
Agent Orange,
Eden Ahbez,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Carl Craig,
The Names,
Steve Hackett,
John Foxx,
Smog,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jerry Gold Smith,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Susan Cadogan,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Peter & Gordon,
The Techniques,
Joe Smooth,
The Mummies,
Warsaw,
Arab on Radar,
Icehouse,
Television Personalities,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Buckinghams,
Sexual Harrassment,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bill Near,
Joensuu 1685,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
John Cale,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Fat Boys,
The Fortunes,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.