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 Latvia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Jimmy McGriff to the rock 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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Gang Starr tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nation of Ulysses,
Brass Construction,
The Smoke,
Judy Mowatt,
Babytalk,
Young Marble Giants,
Sparks,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Shadows of Knight,
Spandau Ballet,
Robert Wyatt,
Dennis Brown,
Pierre Henry,
The Vogues,
Jimmy McGriff,
Basic Channel,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lindisfarne,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lebanon Hanover,
Metal Thangz,
Main Source,
The Evens,
The Invisible,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Neon Judgement,
Marmalade,
Blossom Toes,
Black Flag,
Outsiders,
The Seeds,
E-Dancer,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Radiopuhelimet,
Eric Copeland,
Harpers Bizarre,
Faust,
Gabor Szabo,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
World's Most,
Delta 5,
EPMD,
Roxy Music,
The Moleskins,
Harry Pussy,
Moss Icon,
The Cure,
The Golliwogs,
Josef K,
Sonic Youth,
Marine Girls,
Thee Headcoats,
Hoover,
Yazoo,
Bobby Sherman,
The Grass Roots,
Hashim,
Mars,
the Association,
Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks, Porter Ricks.
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.