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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Edmonton.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Popol Vuh to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Moody Blues. All the underground hits.
All Leonard Cohen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlbäck 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Idris Muhammad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Niagra,
Moebius,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bizarre Inc.,
Interpol,
Massinfluence,
Thompson Twins,
Lalo Schifrin,
Danielle Patucci,
Silicon Teens,
Tears for Fears,
World's Most,
Tres Demented,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
LL Cool J,
Eden Ahbez,
The Kinks,
Skarface,
Soul II Soul,
Suicide,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Star Department,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Dave Gahan,
Todd Rundgren,
a-ha,
Sun City Girls,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Boredoms,
Rosa Yemen,
Albert Ayler,
Gerry Rafferty,
Nirvana,
Rekid,
Lindisfarne,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
One Last Wish,
Scion,
Black Sheep,
Cybotron,
Donny Hathaway,
New York Dolls,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Scan 7,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bill Near,
Joy Division,
Traffic Nightmare,
Hot Snakes,
Charles Mingus,
Spandau Ballet,
Bill Wells,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sun Ra,
Flash Fearless,
Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green.
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.