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 Angola and from New York.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Lalo Schifrin to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Bobby Womack record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Royal Trux,
Wings,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Alice Coltrane,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Kerri Chandler,
Archie Shepp,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Underground Resistance,
Black Flag,
Donny Hathaway,
Bush Tetras,
Sandy B,
Eden Ahbez,
Pagans,
Scott Walker,
The American Breed,
Drive Like Jehu,
Jeru the Damaja,
Blake Baxter,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Wally Richardson,
Interpol,
Blossom Toes,
Soft Cell,
Urselle,
Bob Dylan,
Siglo XX,
These Immortal Souls,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ice-T,
Quadrant,
The Divine Comedy,
Adolescents,
Wire,
Tomorrow,
Tears for Fears,
DJ Style,
Tim Buckley,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Black Sheep,
Ponytail,
In Retrospect,
Bootsy Collins,
10cc,
The Shadows of Knight,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Hot Snakes,
Tommy Roe,
Aloha Tigers,
Joe Smooth,
Main Source,
Fugazi,
Danielle Patucci,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Heaven 17,
Con Funk Shun,
Vainqueur,
Q and Not U,
The Saints,
The Misunderstood,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.