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 Greece and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Groovy Waters to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Funky Four + One. All the underground hits.
All Terrestrial Tones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mantronix,
The Walker Brothers,
Ultravox,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Joy Division,
Johnny Clarke,
Qualms,
Drive Like Jehu,
Audionom,
Soft Cell,
Ken Boothe,
Glambeats Corp.,
ABBA,
Junior Murvin,
Surgeon,
Suicide,
Michelle Simonal,
Flash Fearless,
Peter & Gordon,
The Searchers,
The Golliwogs,
Ultra Naté,
Cluster,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Tremeloes,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Gories,
The Moleskins,
Matthew Bourne,
Ralphi Rosario,
Harpers Bizarre,
New Age Steppers,
The Sonics,
Whodini,
Groovy Waters,
Todd Rundgren,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Victims,
Jandek,
Jesper Dahlback,
U.S. Maple,
Crooked Eye,
Gang Starr,
The Knickerbockers,
Ituana,
Crispian St. Peters,
Kerrie Biddell,
Jimmy McGriff,
D'Angelo,
Dave Gahan,
The Misunderstood,
Fatback Band,
Sixth Finger,
Amon Düül,
The Names,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Section 25,
Lightning Bolt,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Rapeman,
Morten Harket,
Kayak,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.