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 South Sudan and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 rhodes 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 cv313 to the crunk 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 Monks. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brothers Johnson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drexciya record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
Aloha Tigers,
The Skatalites,
Young Marble Giants,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sight & Sound,
Bluetip,
Heaven 17,
The Beau Brummels,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Grass Roots,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ice-T,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Davy DMX,
Public Image Ltd.,
Wasted Youth,
Jacques Brel,
The Fire Engines,
Sixth Finger,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rekid,
Amon Düül II,
Metal Thangz,
the Swans,
Oblivians,
Nirvana,
The Count Five,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Peter and Kerry,
Ronnie Foster,
Camberwell Now,
Steve Hackett,
Subhumans,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Toni Rubio,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Minny Pops,
Eden Ahbez,
Harpers Bizarre,
ABC,
Connie Case,
The Buckinghams,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
PIL,
Skriet,
Gil Scott Heron,
Joe Smooth,
Ultra Naté,
Nils Olav,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gang Green,
Black Flag,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Buzzcocks,
Reuben Wilson,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.