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 Spain and from New York.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 mellotron 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 Soft Machine to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Don Cherry. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spoonie Gee record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Velvet Underground,
Stockholm Monsters,
Black Bananas,
Janne Schatter,
The Saints,
Nirvana,
Don Cherry,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Dawn Penn,
Magazine,
The Cure,
Sonny Sharrock,
Curtis Mayfield,
AZ,
Sexual Harrassment,
Josef K,
Fela Kuti,
The Gun Club,
X-101,
Godley & Creme,
The Golliwogs,
June Days,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Nik Kershaw,
Model 500,
Michelle Simonal,
Pole,
The Real Kids,
The Sound,
Marvin Gaye,
Crime,
Essential Logic,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Darondo,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Flash Fearless,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Monolake,
T.S.O.L.,
David Bowie,
Shoche,
Judy Mowatt,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Fortunes,
The Five Americans,
Soul II Soul,
Silicon Teens,
Bluetip,
Altered Images,
The Sonics,
Arab on Radar,
Jeff Mills,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Scion,
Adolescents,
Barrington Levy,
Tomorrow,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Slick Rick,
Pylon,
kango's stein massive,
Dead Boys,
Danielle Patucci,
The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters, The Toasters.
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.