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 Egypt and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 Mumbai and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 chamberlin 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 Oppenheimer Analysis 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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All Freddie Wadling tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
Banda Bassotti,
Lightning Bolt,
Lakeside,
Kurtis Blow,
Zero Boys,
Brick,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Happenings,
Sun Ra,
The Young Rascals,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Black Pus,
Jacques Brel,
The Modern Lovers,
Magazine,
Monks,
Johnny Clarke,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Television Personalities,
AZ,
Sparks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Gregory Isaacs,
Dual Sessions,
Motorama,
Royal Trux,
Brothers Johnson,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Beau Brummels,
Country Teasers,
Buzzcocks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Spandau Ballet,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Birthday Party,
E-Dancer,
Suburban Knight,
Outsiders,
Das Ding,
MDC,
The Tremeloes,
The Evens,
In Retrospect,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Mojo Men,
Wire,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Morten Harket,
Jeff Lynne,
Anakelly,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Hashim,
The Walker Brothers,
The Associates,
Lalo Schifrin,
Skarface,
Swell Maps,
Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler.
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.