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 Vanuatu and from Portland.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Aural Exciters to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All Sly & The Family Stone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Technova,
FM Einheit,
Steve Hackett,
Fugazi,
Barrington Levy,
The Music Machine,
Con Funk Shun,
Kevin Saunderson,
Loose Ends,
cv313,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Nils Olav,
Severed Heads,
Prince Buster,
Malaria!,
Flipper,
Moss Icon,
Derrick Morgan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Soft Cell,
China Crisis,
Connie Case,
Kerri Chandler,
The Pretty Things,
Colin Newman,
DNA,
The Invisible,
Eddi Front,
Robert Görl,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Index,
Half Japanese,
The Blues Magoos,
KRS-One,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Curtis Mayfield,
Wire,
Swans,
Tropical Tobacco,
Unrelated Segments,
Rotary Connection,
Heaven 17,
Organ,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Altered Images,
Joey Negro,
the Normal,
Marc Almond,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Tears for Fears,
Q and Not U,
Essential Logic,
Jawbox,
Laurel Aitken,
Henry Cow,
Niagra,
Sound Behaviour,
Suicide,
Kenny Larkin,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx.
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.