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 Sudan and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
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 Japan to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sight & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Sherman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Accadde A record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
Barclay James Harvest,
Yusef Lateef,
Rekid,
Boredoms,
Ohio Players,
Avey Tare,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Swell Maps,
The Standells,
Von Mondo,
Depeche Mode,
Wings,
Bluetip,
The Leaves,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Black Pus,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sexual Harrassment,
Gichy Dan,
Panda Bear,
the Sonics,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Brothers Johnson,
Warsaw,
Index,
Deakin,
kango's stein massive,
The Residents,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Brand Nubian,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jesper Dahlback,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Raincoats,
The Selecter,
Groovy Waters,
Stiv Bators,
New Age Steppers,
the Swans,
Maleditus Sound,
The Blackbyrds,
Glambeats Corp.,
Saccharine Trust,
Matthew Halsall,
Patti Smith,
Spandau Ballet,
Brick,
Inner City,
Clear Light,
Ludus,
The Stooges,
The Invisible,
Shuggie Otis,
The Cowsills,
Blancmange,
Echospace,
This Heat,
Deepchord,
JFA,
Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive.
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.