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 Somalia and from Salvador.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Faraquet 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 Brand Nubian. All the underground hits.
All Sound Behaviour tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül 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 snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Morten Harket record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skaos,
The Fuzztones,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kool Moe Dee,
Jawbox,
Kas Product,
Amon Düül,
Dual Sessions,
Janne Schatter,
Blake Baxter,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Marcia Griffiths,
Colin Newman,
Massinfluence,
Tubeway Army,
Cymande,
The Tremeloes,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Leaves,
Kevin Saunderson,
L. Decosne,
Radio Birdman,
Aswad,
kango's stein massive,
Joyce Sims,
The Busters,
Michelle Simonal,
John Cale,
Von Mondo,
Moby Grape,
Sun Ra,
Lalann,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pere Ubu,
Chrome,
Saccharine Trust,
Mr. Review,
Amazonics,
Ultravox,
Glenn Branca,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Kinks,
Ice-T,
Icehouse,
the Normal,
Unwound,
Cal Tjader,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Mojo Men,
Infiniti,
Soft Cell,
Barbara Tucker,
Godley & Creme,
Surgeon,
Mo-Dettes,
The Dirtbombs,
Pantytec,
Todd Rundgren,
Clear Light,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.