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 Grenada and from Hong Kong.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Faraquet to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Terry Callier. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bronski Beat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skaos,
The Gap Band,
Kool Moe Dee,
Danielle Patucci,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Marvin Gaye,
Bobby Sherman,
Nirvana,
Jacob Miller,
Gang Starr,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ten City,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gastr Del Sol,
One Last Wish,
Black Flag,
Crooked Eye,
PIL,
Tears for Fears,
Cal Tjader,
Black Pus,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Index,
Terry Callier,
The Seeds,
Aswad,
These Immortal Souls,
Kerri Chandler,
Visage,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Cluster,
The Standells,
Al Stewart,
Janne Schatter,
Gong,
H. Thieme,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Prince Buster,
Q and Not U,
Heaven 17,
Anthony Braxton,
Tim Buckley,
Brass Construction,
Kas Product,
Bill Wells,
Spandau Ballet,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sun City Girls,
Ice-T,
Fat Boys,
Sam Rivers,
Peter & Gordon,
ABBA,
Bootsy Collins,
DNA,
The Selecter,
The Residents,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Black Bananas,
Ohio Players,
The Dead C,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Joensuu 1685,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
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.