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 Norway and from Glasgow.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Zero Boys to the punk 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 Graham Central Station. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Bourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 8 Eyed Spy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cybotron,
Colin Newman,
Grauzone,
Neil Young,
The Offenders,
Crispy Ambulance,
Procol Harum,
Arab on Radar,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The New Christs,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Judy Mowatt,
Jerry's Kids,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Litter,
Animal Collective,
Junior Murvin,
D'Angelo,
a-ha,
Yellowson,
The Dead C,
Aural Exciters,
Tubeway Army,
Johnny Osbourne,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Clear Light,
Gregory Isaacs,
Joy Division,
The Residents,
Man Parrish,
John Holt,
The Zeros,
The Mojo Men,
China Crisis,
Fugazi,
Agitation Free,
Fad Gadget,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Model 500,
Cal Tjader,
Ohio Players,
Adolescents,
Subhumans,
The Skatalites,
Scrapy,
La Düsseldorf,
Archie Shepp,
K-Klass,
The Dave Clark Five,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Joyce Sims,
The Durutti Column,
The Music Machine,
Intrusion,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
48th St. Collective,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Derrick Morgan,
Average White Band,
The Slackers,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.