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 Solomon Islands and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Lou Reed 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band to the grunge 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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Clear Light 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 '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 The Gun Club record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
Ponytail,
Roy Ayers,
Sonic Youth,
Can,
Archie Shepp,
The Skatalites,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
MC5,
Tom Boy,
The Doors,
Mark Hollis,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Stooges,
The Gap Band,
The Beau Brummels,
Drive Like Jehu,
Angry Samoans,
The Wake,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Roxy Music,
Skarface,
Parry Music,
Scott Walker,
Silicon Teens,
Magazine,
Chris & Cosey,
London Community Gospel Choir,
X-101,
Dave Gahan,
Pierre Henry,
Bobby Byrd,
Rekid,
Hot Snakes,
Robert Görl,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Pop Group,
Depeche Mode,
The Golliwogs,
Lindisfarne,
Maleditus Sound,
Lower 48,
Traffic Nightmare,
Steve Hackett,
June of 44,
The Invisible,
June Days,
Cymande,
Grey Daturas,
Peter and Kerry,
Boz Scaggs,
Harmonia,
K-Klass,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Crooked Eye,
Shoche,
New Age Steppers,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Masters at Work,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Saccharine Trust,
Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape.
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.