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 Chad and from Lyon.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Robert Palmer 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 Evens to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All Panda Bear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
Soul II Soul,
Soul Sonic Force,
Second Layer,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pylon,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Masters at Work,
Symarip,
Sällskapet,
Funky Four + One,
Blossom Toes,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Slackers,
Patti Smith,
The Velvet Underground,
The Birthday Party,
Easy Going,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Suicide,
Eric Copeland,
Organ,
Television Personalities,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Barry Ungar,
Sun Ra,
The Blues Magoos,
John Holt,
Kool Moe Dee,
Aswad,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Alton Ellis,
The Move,
Mad Mike,
Black Sheep,
Icehouse,
Fad Gadget,
Mars,
Bad Manners,
The New Christs,
Jeru the Damaja,
Index,
Accadde A,
Curtis Mayfield,
UT,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Wire,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lyres,
Mandrill,
Robert Görl,
Pagans,
Josef K,
The Fugs,
Eden Ahbez,
Iggy Pop,
The Sound,
Sixth Finger,
Yaz,
Isaac Hayes,
Girls At Our Best!,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks.
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.