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 Gambia and from Accra.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 marimba 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 Kenny Larkin to the disco 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All Kool Moe Dee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Inner City 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare 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 sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Whodini,
Ohio Players,
Piero Umiliani,
Barclay James Harvest,
Delon & Dalcan,
Quantec,
Minny Pops,
Rosa Yemen,
Lalann,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Mary Jane Girls,
Groovy Waters,
World's Most,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Walker Brothers,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Pop Group,
Funky Four + One,
Babytalk,
Eli Mardock,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Clear Light,
David Axelrod,
Bush Tetras,
Gerry Rafferty,
Davy DMX,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
B.T. Express,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Subhumans,
Cluster,
Cameo,
Sixth Finger,
Q and Not U,
Joy Division,
Average White Band,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Hoover,
The Real Kids,
Scott Walker,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Q65,
F. McDonald,
Au Pairs,
Monolake,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Pretty Things,
The Fugs,
Aswad,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sonic Youth,
Mantronix,
The Kinks,
Andrew Hill,
Stiv Bators,
The Monochrome Set,
Underground Resistance,
Fugazi,
Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four.
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.