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 Colombia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 organ 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 Popol Vuh to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tim Buckley 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cal Tjader,
Depeche Mode,
The Seeds,
One Last Wish,
The Dirtbombs,
Panda Bear,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Severed Heads,
The Techniques,
Fugazi,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bobby Byrd,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Scratch Acid,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Minutemen,
Ponytail,
Nick Fraelich,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Hoover,
Rhythm & Sound,
Rapeman,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ultravox,
Frankie Knuckles,
Procol Harum,
Babytalk,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Malaria!,
The Star Department,
Roy Ayers,
Joe Finger,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Massinfluence,
Lou Christie,
Sam Rivers,
Grandmaster Flash,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Gerry Rafferty,
Stereo Dub,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cybotron,
Spoonie Gee,
A Flock of Seagulls,
John Lydon,
Toni Rubio,
The Cure,
Skriet,
Pantaleimon,
The Human League,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Maleditus Sound,
Mark Hollis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
David Axelrod,
Pole,
Roxette,
Arthur Verocai,
Deakin,
Cameo,
B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express.
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.