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 Monaco and from Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Paris.
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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Golliwogs to the jazz 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 Todd Terry. All the underground hits.
All Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Rundgren record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crash Course in Science,
The Motions,
Robert Wyatt,
Con Funk Shun,
Kool Moe Dee,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Minor Threat,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Flash Fearless,
Magma,
B.T. Express,
Mission of Burma,
The Human League,
10cc,
Gang Green,
Rufus Thomas,
Blossom Toes,
Kenny Larkin,
Throbbing Gristle,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
R.M.O.,
Pantytec,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joe Finger,
Black Moon,
Harpers Bizarre,
Dawn Penn,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Tres Demented,
Stockholm Monsters,
Supertramp,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
DNA,
Mary Jane Girls,
Vladislav Delay,
Josef K,
the Swans,
Harry Pussy,
Nils Olav,
Sister Nancy,
Angry Samoans,
Patti Smith,
Matthew Halsall,
Buzzcocks,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Duran Duran,
Marshall Jefferson,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Young Rascals,
Amon Düül,
Nick Fraelich,
Kas Product,
Fugazi,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Theoretical Girls,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Electric Prunes,
The Saints,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan 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.