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 Libya and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Al Stewart to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All Hot Snakes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Hot Snakes,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Brand Nubian,
Moebius,
Albert Ayler,
Judy Mowatt,
The Gun Club,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Marshall Jefferson,
Glenn Branca,
The Velvet Underground,
Rosa Yemen,
Public Enemy,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Rod Modell,
Porter Ricks,
AZ,
a-ha,
Silicon Teens,
Charles Mingus,
The Doobie Brothers,
Freddie Wadling,
Rekid,
Boogie Down Productions,
Can,
the Fania All-Stars,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Harmonia,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
David McCallum,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Livin' Joy,
Tom Boy,
FM Einheit,
Von Mondo,
Zapp,
Nation of Ulysses,
Delta 5,
Slick Rick,
Josef K,
Oneida,
Aural Exciters,
Scrapy,
Roy Ayers,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Trojans,
The Mojo Men,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Mummies,
Pharoah Sanders,
Roger Hodgson,
Neu!,
Roxy Music,
The Fall,
Altered Images,
World's Most,
Maurizio,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Steve Hackett,
Rites of Spring,
Amon Düül II,
Peter and Kerry,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed.
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.