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 Namibia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry to the rock 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 OOIOO. All the underground hits.
All Girls At Our Best! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moebius record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nas,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Harpers Bizarre,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Happenings,
Eurythmics,
Aaron Thompson,
Chris Corsano,
Ralphi Rosario,
cv313,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Mandrill,
Livin' Joy,
Skriet,
Camberwell Now,
Flamin' Groovies,
Dorothy Ashby,
Faraquet,
Brand Nubian,
Theoretical Girls,
T. Rex,
The Star Department,
The Doors,
Davy DMX,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Popol Vuh,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Visage,
Interpol,
Goldenarms,
U.S. Maple,
Basic Channel,
The Barracudas,
Scion,
David Axelrod,
Das Ding,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Moss Icon,
The Offenders,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Gichy Dan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Leaves,
Max Romeo,
Godley & Creme,
Funky Four + One,
Q and Not U,
10cc,
Vainqueur,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Techniques,
Sister Nancy,
Nation of Ulysses,
Shuggie Otis,
The Fortunes,
Smog,
Cymande,
AZ,
Girls At Our Best!,
Audionom,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.