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 Romania and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Cymande to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Steve Hackett. All the underground hits.
All Model 500 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Don Cherry 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 an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker,
Aswad,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Fear,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Dorothy Ashby,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ken Boothe,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Soul Sonic Force,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Faraquet,
Arcadia,
The Music Machine,
the Human League,
Negative Approach,
Zero Boys,
Bronski Beat,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Aloha Tigers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Black Flag,
Hot Snakes,
Erykah Badu,
Gichy Dan,
Pylon,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Mark Hollis,
Moby Grape,
Q65,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The United States of America,
LL Cool J,
The Raincoats,
Stiv Bators,
Gabor Szabo,
Donny Hathaway,
Lindisfarne,
the Swans,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Deadbeat,
Scion,
Crispy Ambulance,
Terrestrial Tones,
Section 25,
The Doors,
Boz Scaggs,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Erasure,
Prince Buster,
Faust,
June Days,
Skriet,
Ponytail,
Howard Jones,
The Happenings,
The Litter,
The Human League,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.