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 Bangladesh and from Beijing.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Jakarta.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Soul Sonic Force to the grime 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Divine Comedy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Talk Talk,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Donald Byrd,
The Cure,
Minny Pops,
Stiv Bators,
Animal Collective,
Grandmaster Flash,
Joy Division,
Yusef Lateef,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lyres,
Morten Harket,
Sonny Sharrock,
Amon Düül,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
a-ha,
Robert Wyatt,
ABBA,
New Age Steppers,
Cheater Slicks,
Basic Channel,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
E-Dancer,
LL Cool J,
Underground Resistance,
Crispian St. Peters,
Au Pairs,
Average White Band,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Gladiators,
Marshall Jefferson,
Camberwell Now,
Eurythmics,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Chris Corsano,
The Residents,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Clear Light,
Symarip,
the Normal,
Vladislav Delay,
Harmonia,
Skriet,
The Monks,
Roxy Music,
Niagra,
Alphaville,
Icehouse,
Eddi Front,
JFA,
The Sound,
Rosa Yemen,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Shuggie Otis,
Pylon,
Brothers Johnson,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.