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 Oman and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the rhodes 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 John Lydon to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Minnie Riperton. All the underground hits.
All Boz Scaggs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Prince Buster 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
Scott Walker,
Yazoo,
Kaleidoscope,
Bluetip,
Rakim,
The Neon Judgement,
Minor Threat,
Althea and Donna,
Jerry's Kids,
Skriet,
Sparks,
Anakelly,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Amon Düül,
The Motions,
Swell Maps,
Crispy Ambulance,
the Sonics,
Marcia Griffiths,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Hasil Adkins,
Grauzone,
Porter Ricks,
Sister Nancy,
the Germs,
Robert Hood,
Stiv Bators,
The Shadows of Knight,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Cabaret Voltaire,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Marvin Gaye,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bobby Sherman,
Clear Light,
Neu!,
Mo-Dettes,
The Real Kids,
Alton Ellis,
The Red Krayola,
The Skatalites,
Michelle Simonal,
Don Cherry,
The Zeros,
The Fuzztones,
Khruangbin,
Hashim,
Blake Baxter,
Bad Manners,
Black Bananas,
X-102,
The Pop Group,
Bizarre Inc.,
Warsaw,
Pere Ubu,
Siglo XX,
Liliput,
Slick Rick,
Sugar Minott,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.