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 Jordan and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 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 Chris & Cosey to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Donny Hathaway. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lizzy Mercier Descloux record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Don Cherry,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Nik Kershaw,
Wings,
Nils Olav,
The Cramps,
Alison Limerick,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Star Department,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Velvet Underground,
Subhumans,
Chris Corsano,
Dark Day,
Joyce Sims,
Reuben Wilson,
Model 500,
Blossom Toes,
Average White Band,
X-Ray Spex,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Moby Grape,
Silicon Teens,
FM Einheit,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Marc Almond,
Groovy Waters,
Dennis Brown,
Simply Red,
OOIOO,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bob Dylan,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Blake Baxter,
the Bar-Kays,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Can,
Ice-T,
Cymande,
Chris & Cosey,
X-102,
Symarip,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lou Reed,
The Monks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Erasure,
Alice Coltrane,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Erykah Badu,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Basic Channel,
Eli Mardock,
Minor Threat,
Eurythmics,
Pantytec,
The Count Five,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gong,
DJ Style,
Cameo, Cameo, Cameo, Cameo.
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.