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 Comoros and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the marimba 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 Delon & Dalcan to the rock 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 Sugar Minott. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers Ubiquity record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Royal Trux,
Delon & Dalcan,
John Lydon,
The Fall,
the Swans,
Peter & Gordon,
The Sonics,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Amazonics,
Bluetip,
The Blues Magoos,
Tim Buckley,
Skaos,
Public Image Ltd.,
Arcadia,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Gladiators,
F. McDonald,
Wings,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Derrick Morgan,
Idris Muhammad,
Monks,
Iggy Pop,
Bang On A Can,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Leonard Cohen,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pylon,
Q and Not U,
Los Fastidios,
Barbara Tucker,
Slave,
Essential Logic,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Vladislav Delay,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Wally Richardson,
Banda Bassotti,
Quando Quango,
Minutemen,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sarah Menescal,
Aaron Thompson,
Funkadelic,
Drive Like Jehu,
Scrapy,
Oneida,
Marcia Griffiths,
Camberwell Now,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Parry Music,
K-Klass,
Country Teasers,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
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.