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 Qatar and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Joyce Sims to the rock 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson. All the underground hits.
All Pussy Galore tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eyeless In Gaza record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet 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 Fugs,
10cc,
Quadrant,
Sun City Girls,
The Slackers,
Sarah Menescal,
Eden Ahbez,
Chrome,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Moleskins,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
H. Thieme,
Skaos,
Sparks,
Fifty Foot Hose,
F. McDonald,
Camouflage,
Malaria!,
Oneida,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lou Reed,
Black Bananas,
Amon Düül,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Dave Gahan,
The Knickerbockers,
Amon Düül II,
Delon & Dalcan,
Scion,
Man Parrish,
Brothers Johnson,
Terrestrial Tones,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pagans,
Scott Walker,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
MC5,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Banda Bassotti,
Faraquet,
The Searchers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gastr Del Sol,
Eve St. Jones,
The Victims,
Spandau Ballet,
Reagan Youth,
The Grass Roots,
8 Eyed Spy,
Blake Baxter,
Metal Thangz,
K-Klass,
Little Man,
Eric B and Rakim,
Derrick May,
Duran Duran,
Minutemen,
The Fall,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.