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 Luxembourg and from Taipei.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Eyeless In Gaza to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Donald Byrd. All the underground hits.
All The Buckinghams tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Girls At Our Best! 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 a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Derrick Morgan,
Maleditus Sound,
The Victims,
The Toasters,
F. McDonald,
Neu!,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Residents,
Radiohead,
Technova,
David Axelrod,
Marmalade,
Spandau Ballet,
The Blackbyrds,
The Index,
Banda Bassotti,
Public Image Ltd.,
Simply Red,
The Count Five,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Grass Roots,
Nas,
Alice Coltrane,
Aaron Thompson,
The Mummies,
Suburban Knight,
Bauhaus,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Maurizio,
Mark Hollis,
China Crisis,
Zapp,
The Mojo Men,
The Offenders,
The Angels of Light,
Jeff Mills,
Nico,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Fire Engines,
Kool Moe Dee,
Young Marble Giants,
The Cowsills,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Alphaville,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Beasts of Bourbon,
T. Rex,
Bill Wells,
The Alarm Clocks,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Arthur Verocai,
Lyres,
Soulsonic Force,
X-102,
Ronan,
Radiopuhelimet,
In Retrospect,
Camouflage,
James White and The Blacks,
The Seeds,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks.
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.