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 Kenya and from Delhi.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Isaac Hayes to the rap 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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultimate Spinach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alice Coltrane,
The Residents,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ultra Naté,
Fatback Band,
Isaac Hayes,
Fugazi,
The Moleskins,
The Shadows of Knight,
Archie Shepp,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Aswad,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Victims,
The Dead C,
DJ Style,
Maurizio,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Black Dice,
Smog,
Simply Red,
Gabor Szabo,
Cybotron,
Minnie Riperton,
Agent Orange,
Piero Umiliani,
Vainqueur,
OOIOO,
Suicide,
Aloha Tigers,
Bobby Womack,
June of 44,
The Gun Club,
June Days,
Guru Guru,
Mary Jane Girls,
Mark Hollis,
Scion,
Bizarre Inc.,
Qualms,
Freddie Wadling,
The Invisible,
Japan,
The Cure,
The Toasters,
The Offenders,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sparks,
Hot Snakes,
Model 500,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lou Reed,
DNA,
Khruangbin,
Arcadia,
Lightning Bolt,
Mars,
The Pretty Things,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Star Department,
Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock.
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.