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 Kosovo and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Bremen.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Pet Shop Boys to the rap 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 Slave. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tim Buckley record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Red Krayola record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
The Gap Band,
Aswad,
DJ Sneak,
The Neon Judgement,
Ice-T,
The Standells,
Mandrill,
Gil Scott Heron,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Oblivians,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Saccharine Trust,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Piero Umiliani,
Donny Hathaway,
Stockholm Monsters,
Thee Headcoats,
Sarah Menescal,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gichy Dan,
Camberwell Now,
Youth Brigade,
Visage,
Suburban Knight,
Pere Ubu,
The Walker Brothers,
Slave,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Fortunes,
David Axelrod,
PIL,
Throbbing Gristle,
Tim Buckley,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Moody Blues,
The Fuzztones,
Yellowson,
Soft Machine,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Scion,
Man Parrish,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Buckinghams,
The Velvet Underground,
Fluxion,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Tremeloes,
the Human League,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Brothers Johnson,
Marc Almond,
Terry Callier,
the Swans,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan.
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.