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 Micronesia and from Columbus.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 JFA to the techno 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 a-ha. All the underground hits.
All The American Breed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magazine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Beau Brummels,
the Fania All-Stars,
Nirvana,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bootsy Collins,
Fluxion,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jeff Lynne,
Organ,
The Angels of Light,
Barbara Tucker,
Easy Going,
Anthony Braxton,
The Five Americans,
Intrusion,
The Cowsills,
Eden Ahbez,
Cluster,
The Litter,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Y Pants,
Brothers Johnson,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lakeside,
Derrick May,
Joey Negro,
Circle Jerks,
Con Funk Shun,
the Normal,
The Martian,
Faraquet,
Crooked Eye,
The Buckinghams,
Jandek,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pagans,
Metal Thangz,
Spandau Ballet,
Erasure,
Scratch Acid,
Jesper Dahlback,
Tommy Roe,
Sugar Minott,
Technova,
Todd Rundgren,
Half Japanese,
Rotary Connection,
the Soft Cell,
Alison Limerick,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Tremeloes,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Yusef Lateef,
Scientists,
The Dave Clark Five,
Davy DMX,
Guru Guru,
Faust,
Wolf Eyes,
Skarface,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.