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 Moldova and from Glasgow.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin 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 Boz Scaggs to the rock 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 Gang Gang Dance. All the underground hits.
All Crooked Eye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boz Scaggs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Anakelly,
Ken Boothe,
Connie Case,
Marcia Griffiths,
Newcleus,
Funkadelic,
New Age Steppers,
Kenny Larkin,
Dual Sessions,
Faust,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Fear,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Godley & Creme,
The Offenders,
The Skatalites,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pantaleimon,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Crash Course in Science,
Dead Boys,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Letta Mbulu,
Mr. Review,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Agitation Free,
Ralphi Rosario,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Moebius,
the Sonics,
Smog,
Cheater Slicks,
Slave,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sly & The Family Stone,
the Slits,
Procol Harum,
Thee Headcoats,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Soul II Soul,
Japan,
Metal Thangz,
The Walker Brothers,
Circle Jerks,
a-ha,
Kevin Saunderson,
Chris & Cosey,
Gregory Isaacs,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Tropical Tobacco,
Quantec,
Vainqueur,
Schoolly D,
Grey Daturas,
Technova,
Terry Callier,
Boz Scaggs,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.