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 Bolivia and from Cairo.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the organ 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 Godley & Creme to the punk 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 Mary Jane Girls. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barrington Levy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Kinks,
Pierre Henry,
Smog,
The Techniques,
a-ha,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kevin Saunderson,
Scott Walker,
Siglo XX,
Roxy Music,
Scratch Acid,
Aaron Thompson,
Altered Images,
Main Source,
The Victims,
Minor Threat,
Joy Division,
The Sound,
The Seeds,
Average White Band,
Stockholm Monsters,
CMW,
Magma,
Vainqueur,
Second Layer,
B.T. Express,
Adolescents,
Juan Atkins,
Rakim,
John Coltrane,
Black Pus,
The Golliwogs,
The Gap Band,
Black Sheep,
Camouflage,
Todd Terry,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jimmy McGriff,
Kool Moe Dee,
F. McDonald,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Shadows of Knight,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
R.M.O.,
Lou Christie,
Man Eating Sloth,
Intrusion,
Johnny Clarke,
Infiniti,
Soft Cell,
Kurtis Blow,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Radiohead,
Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey.
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.