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 Portugal and from Shanghai.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band to the techno 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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All Juan Atkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bush Tetras 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deakin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ohio Players,
Camberwell Now,
Soulsonic Force,
Dave Gahan,
Johnny Osbourne,
the Human League,
Man Parrish,
Scott Walker,
Scratch Acid,
Sixth Finger,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Young Rascals,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Roxette,
Soft Cell,
Fela Kuti,
Moss Icon,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Nirvana,
Pylon,
Fat Boys,
Bronski Beat,
Make Up,
Mars,
Ronan,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gichy Dan,
Tears for Fears,
Symarip,
Blancmange,
Basic Channel,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Girls At Our Best!,
Tim Buckley,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Five Americans,
Lee Hazlewood,
Glambeats Corp.,
Anthony Braxton,
Aloha Tigers,
Charles Mingus,
Television Personalities,
New York Dolls,
The Slackers,
The Cowsills,
Outsiders,
Marine Girls,
48th St. Collective,
Jimmy McGriff,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
New Order,
Scion,
Mark Hollis,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Nas,
MC5,
Rod Modell,
Kas Product,
Bluetip,
The Grass Roots,
a-ha,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Tropical Tobacco,
Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans.
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.