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 Indonesia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum 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 10cc to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All Tears for Fears tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barclay James Harvest 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joey Negro record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fatback Band,
Silicon Teens,
Sun Ra,
Barrington Levy,
Franke,
Tomorrow,
Essential Logic,
The Kinks,
Whodini,
Agitation Free,
AZ,
Derrick Morgan,
Saccharine Trust,
The Star Department,
Chrome,
Vladislav Delay,
Cal Tjader,
The Modern Lovers,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Saints,
The Toasters,
Panda Bear,
Kevin Saunderson,
Mad Mike,
Ultravox,
Albert Ayler,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Victims,
Gregory Isaacs,
Dual Sessions,
Icehouse,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Flash Fearless,
Eden Ahbez,
The United States of America,
The Offenders,
The Grass Roots,
Fluxion,
Black Pus,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Blancmange,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
MC5,
Avey Tare,
The Dirtbombs,
Bill Near,
Ronnie Foster,
The Zeros,
Quantec,
Chris & Cosey,
L. Decosne,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Pretty Things,
Godley & Creme,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
kango's stein massive,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.