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 Equatorial Guinea and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 Accra and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux to the rock 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 The Evens. All the underground hits.
All The Knickerbockers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Second Layer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Real Kids,
The Sound,
The Gap Band,
Swell Maps,
Eli Mardock,
Quadrant,
The Alarm Clocks,
10cc,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dorothy Ashby,
Scion,
Graham Central Station,
The Stooges,
The Fortunes,
Yellowson,
Sugar Minott,
John Cale,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Monochrome Set,
China Crisis,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Pantytec,
Scratch Acid,
Kaleidoscope,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Names,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Absolute Body Control,
Peter and Kerry,
Depeche Mode,
The American Breed,
DJ Style,
Gerry Rafferty,
Thompson Twins,
Curtis Mayfield,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Altered Images,
Unrelated Segments,
Siglo XX,
Adolescents,
The Toasters,
Gastr Del Sol,
Radiohead,
Jacques Brel,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Move,
The Buckinghams,
Jeru the Damaja,
a-ha,
The Invisible,
AZ,
Sällskapet,
Bill Near,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lou Christie,
New Age Steppers,
The Saints,
Bang On A Can,
The Neon Judgement,
Sonic Youth,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.