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 Maldives and from Lyon.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the 808 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 Organ to the funk 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 ABC. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Steve Hackett,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Moss Icon,
Rosa Yemen,
Sun Ra,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Organ,
Radiohead,
Shoche,
Josef K,
Rotary Connection,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bill Near,
Pharoah Sanders,
Smog,
Bobby Sherman,
Public Image Ltd.,
Big Daddy Kane,
Chris Corsano,
Spandau Ballet,
The Index,
Sun City Girls,
Jesper Dahlback,
Funky Four + One,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Yazoo,
Bobby Womack,
Leonard Cohen,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
10cc,
The Flesh Eaters,
Absolute Body Control,
Juan Atkins,
Tommy Roe,
Y Pants,
Camouflage,
Scott Walker,
Patti Smith,
Pussy Galore,
Ossler,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Blancmange,
Jandek,
The Zeros,
Prince Buster,
Lebanon Hanover,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Saints,
a-ha,
Janne Schatter,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Excepter,
Animal Collective,
The Slackers,
Anthony Braxton,
K-Klass,
Bluetip,
Hashim,
Eurythmics,
Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama.
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.