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 France and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 organ 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 Black Bananas to the rap 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 Khruangbin. All the underground hits.
All Brothers Johnson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sly & The Family Stone 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Standells,
Index,
Symarip,
The Beau Brummels,
Robert Wyatt,
Joe Finger,
Ultra Naté,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Quando Quango,
Avey Tare,
JFA,
The Happenings,
Michelle Simonal,
Lalann,
Marmalade,
Ralphi Rosario,
Kerri Chandler,
Tomorrow,
Matthew Bourne,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Smog,
X-Ray Spex,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Royal Trux,
Lower 48,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Skatalites,
Dave Gahan,
Surgeon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Morten Harket,
Matthew Halsall,
Mars,
kango's stein massive,
Flipper,
Brass Construction,
Darondo,
Ice-T,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Yazoo,
The Techniques,
FM Einheit,
Laurel Aitken,
The Tremeloes,
Kenny Larkin,
The Stooges,
Gregory Isaacs,
In Retrospect,
The Searchers,
Crash Course in Science,
Banda Bassotti,
Mark Hollis,
The Blackbyrds,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
New Age Steppers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Davy DMX,
Alphaville,
A Certain Ratio,
Whodini,
Ronan,
Qualms, Qualms, Qualms, Qualms.
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.