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 Croatia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Donald Fagen 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 Thompson Twins to the disco 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five. All the underground hits.
All Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wolf Eyes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Velvet Underground record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Byrd,
Eddi Front,
Y Pants,
The Fall,
Ohio Players,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Excepter,
Blancmange,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Piero Umiliani,
Barry Ungar,
The Real Kids,
Crime,
kango's stein massive,
the Human League,
Banda Bassotti,
The Doors,
Letta Mbulu,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Youth Brigade,
Yellowson,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
the Germs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Gap Band,
The Moleskins,
Soul II Soul,
The Gladiators,
Morten Harket,
Maleditus Sound,
Rod Modell,
Black Sheep,
Metal Thangz,
Marvin Gaye,
Dennis Brown,
Wings,
Index,
Kas Product,
Wasted Youth,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Television,
Jeff Mills,
Shoche,
The Five Americans,
The Index,
Juan Atkins,
Nas,
Parry Music,
Darondo,
Camouflage,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Fugs,
Angry Samoans,
Avey Tare,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Silicon Teens,
Rotary Connection,
Rosa Yemen,
The Associates,
UT,
Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee.
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.