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 Ghana and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Madrid.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes 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 One Last Wish to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Starr. All the underground hits.
All Barrington Levy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak 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 a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donald Byrd record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
Moebius,
The Happenings,
Henry Cow,
Skarface,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
June of 44,
Sly & The Family Stone,
A Certain Ratio,
Adolescents,
Marine Girls,
Youth Brigade,
Leonard Cohen,
Bad Manners,
The Sound,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Mission of Burma,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Radiopuhelimet,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Gun Club,
Stetsasonic,
The United States of America,
Rhythm & Sound,
Fat Boys,
Agitation Free,
The Busters,
Ituana,
Essential Logic,
X-102,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Blake Baxter,
Royal Trux,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
MDC,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Standells,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Stooges,
Grey Daturas,
Black Sheep,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Music Machine,
Fugazi,
Audionom,
UT,
New York Dolls,
Boz Scaggs,
Nation of Ulysses,
Eddi Front,
The Vogues,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bobby Byrd,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Swans,
X-Ray Spex,
Nico,
Warren Ellis,
Sonny Sharrock,
Siglo XX,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.