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 Thailand and from Jakarta.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the organ 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 Ultravox to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Altered Images. All the underground hits.
All The Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arab on Radar,
Shuggie Otis,
Ponytail,
Dave Gahan,
Loose Ends,
Eric Copeland,
Maleditus Sound,
World's Most,
Little Man,
PIL,
Outsiders,
Matthew Bourne,
Television Personalities,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Rufus Thomas,
Absolute Body Control,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Gap Band,
The Grass Roots,
Alice Coltrane,
Can,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Thompson Twins,
Magma,
Blancmange,
Ken Boothe,
Crispian St. Peters,
Oneida,
T.S.O.L.,
Drexciya,
The Cramps,
Hoover,
Derrick Morgan,
Wasted Youth,
Sam Rivers,
Traffic Nightmare,
Monks,
Cameo,
The Remains,
Simply Red,
Sight & Sound,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gang Gang Dance,
Kaleidoscope,
cv313,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
DJ Style,
Intrusion,
Nick Fraelich,
Jacob Miller,
The Mummies,
Vladislav Delay,
Alphaville,
Motorama,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Cure,
UT,
Dennis Brown,
Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons.
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.