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 Turkey and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Black Sheep to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Make Up. All the underground hits.
All Symarip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry Gold Smith 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 an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fela Kuti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
The Young Rascals,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Names,
Chrome,
D'Angelo,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Robert Hood,
Youth Brigade,
Erasure,
the Sonics,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Doors,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Seeds,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Audionom,
Moebius,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ten City,
Anakelly,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Terry Callier,
Silicon Teens,
Donald Byrd,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Saccharine Trust,
Oneida,
The Fugs,
Marvin Gaye,
Delta 5,
The Victims,
Spandau Ballet,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Remains,
Bobby Womack,
The Mojo Men,
Sound Behaviour,
Oblivians,
Wire,
Laurel Aitken,
Minutemen,
Ultravox,
The Divine Comedy,
The Pop Group,
Q and Not U,
Monolake,
Blancmange,
48th St. Collective,
Scientists,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Yaz,
Tears for Fears,
Amazonics,
Steve Hackett,
H. Thieme,
Amon Düül II,
Nick Fraelich,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Yusef Lateef,
the Fania All-Stars,
Robert Görl,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.