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 Armenia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Seoul.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
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 Barclay James Harvest to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arcadia,
Joensuu 1685,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
AZ,
Crispian St. Peters,
Neil Young,
Lou Christie,
Bobby Sherman,
Icehouse,
One Last Wish,
Flamin' Groovies,
Amon Düül,
Kenny Larkin,
Mark Hollis,
Janne Schatter,
Flipper,
The Wake,
Boredoms,
MC5,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Gerry Rafferty,
Blake Baxter,
Supertramp,
The Trojans,
Swans,
Harmonia,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bronski Beat,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Skarface,
The Barracudas,
David Axelrod,
Eric Dolphy,
Bluetip,
Yazoo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Raincoats,
The Move,
Vainqueur,
Lyres,
The Modern Lovers,
The Skatalites,
Fugazi,
Mandrill,
The Shadows of Knight,
Pagans,
Soul Sonic Force,
Joey Negro,
Charles Mingus,
Ice-T,
Kerri Chandler,
Rapeman,
Shuggie Otis,
Slick Rick,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lucky Dragons,
Sugar Minott,
Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling.
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.