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 China and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Bobby Byrd to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All The Pop Group tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suicide record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marvin Gaye record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gregory Isaacs,
Deepchord,
Delon & Dalcan,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Sound,
Guru Guru,
Altered Images,
Pulsallama,
Max Romeo,
The Five Americans,
DNA,
a-ha,
UT,
Underground Resistance,
Bill Wells,
The Slits,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
the Human League,
Kenny Larkin,
Silicon Teens,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Mummies,
Nico,
Second Layer,
Harpers Bizarre,
Marvin Gaye,
Howard Jones,
Scientists,
Anthony Braxton,
Mandrill,
Young Marble Giants,
Deadbeat,
Q and Not U,
Maleditus Sound,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Jeff Lynne,
Todd Terry,
Buzzcocks,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Terry Callier,
Josef K,
Matthew Bourne,
The Dead C,
The Doors,
Nirvana,
Charles Mingus,
Eric Dolphy,
Public Enemy,
Mars,
Adolescents,
Bob Dylan,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ponytail,
Sister Nancy,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Jimmy McGriff,
Negative Approach,
Bush Tetras,
Wire, Wire, Wire, Wire.
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.