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 Greece and from Glasgow.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Portland.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Supertramp to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Faraquet. All the underground hits.
All The Moody Blues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Count Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mojo Men record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barry Ungar,
The Barracudas,
Buzzcocks,
Silicon Teens,
Marc Almond,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Grass Roots,
Archie Shepp,
Bush Tetras,
Jandek,
Talk Talk,
Girls At Our Best!,
Tomorrow,
Tom Boy,
The Gladiators,
Spoonie Gee,
Icehouse,
Aswad,
Josef K,
Heaven 17,
Kayak,
Magma,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
kango's stein massive,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ultra Naté,
The Smoke,
The Count Five,
The Kinks,
Audionom,
Soul Sonic Force,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Roxette,
Kool Moe Dee,
8 Eyed Spy,
Slick Rick,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Pretty Things,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bad Manners,
The Techniques,
Susan Cadogan,
The Velvet Underground,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Animal Collective,
Sight & Sound,
Alphaville,
Whodini,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Reagan Youth,
The New Christs,
Half Japanese,
Barbara Tucker,
Simply Red,
Livin' Joy,
Anthony Braxton,
Lyres,
The Invisible,
The Seeds,
Big Daddy Kane,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Thompson Twins,
Man Parrish,
The Smiths,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.