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 Gambia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 marimba 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 Joy Division to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Buckinghams. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Theoretical Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gastr Del Sol,
Kurtis Blow,
Yusef Lateef,
Wings,
10cc,
Ken Boothe,
Jerry's Kids,
Big Daddy Kane,
a-ha,
Roger Hodgson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Animal Collective,
Radiohead,
Ohio Players,
Stockholm Monsters,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Nik Kershaw,
Ice-T,
Deepchord,
The Blackbyrds,
MDC,
Eric B and Rakim,
Colin Newman,
Tim Buckley,
Cymande,
Absolute Body Control,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Blake Baxter,
Severed Heads,
Tomorrow,
Ralphi Rosario,
the Germs,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Moby Grape,
Gang Starr,
the Bar-Kays,
These Immortal Souls,
The Five Americans,
The Walker Brothers,
Eden Ahbez,
Mo-Dettes,
Soulsonic Force,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Zeros,
The United States of America,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Scion,
Public Enemy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pole,
Depeche Mode,
Icehouse,
E-Dancer,
La Düsseldorf,
Godley & Creme,
Boz Scaggs,
Easy Going,
The Moody Blues,
The Standells,
Iggy Pop,
Robert Hood,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls.
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.