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 Bangladesh and from London.
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 Paris and Sao Paulo.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Peanut Butter Conspiracy to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sällskapet,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Y Pants,
The Offenders,
Livin' Joy,
Jawbox,
Joyce Sims,
Todd Terry,
OOIOO,
Eddi Front,
The Cure,
Reagan Youth,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Stetsasonic,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Girls At Our Best!,
Radiohead,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kenny Larkin,
Warren Ellis,
DNA,
Metal Thangz,
Los Fastidios,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gabor Szabo,
Ponytail,
Bang On A Can,
Tomorrow,
Bluetip,
Royal Trux,
Magma,
The Monks,
Maleditus Sound,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Blackbyrds,
Leonard Cohen,
The Vogues,
Ossler,
Joy Division,
Sparks,
The Martian,
Quadrant,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pet Shop Boys,
Jeff Mills,
Amazonics,
Suburban Knight,
Slave,
Jesper Dahlback,
Cymande,
Fad Gadget,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lower 48,
Joe Finger,
UT,
The Sound,
The Golliwogs,
Colin Newman,
Skarface,
Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin.
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.