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 Pakistan and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 New Order to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Boz Scaggs. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Standells,
Thee Headcoats,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bootsy Collins,
Pulsallama,
The Buckinghams,
Stetsasonic,
Joy Division,
The Monochrome Set,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Move,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Cluster,
Grauzone,
Erasure,
Fela Kuti,
Sound Behaviour,
Boredoms,
Unrelated Segments,
The Doors,
The Mojo Men,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Basic Channel,
Mission of Burma,
Jandek,
Smog,
Archie Shepp,
Reuben Wilson,
Jerry's Kids,
Charles Mingus,
Camouflage,
Chris & Cosey,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Japan,
Hasil Adkins,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Throbbing Gristle,
Big Daddy Kane,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Tim Buckley,
Rosa Yemen,
Byron Stingily,
The Last Poets,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gichy Dan,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Henry Cow,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kurtis Blow,
Ronnie Foster,
Kas Product,
Von Mondo,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Can,
Mark Hollis,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Trojans,
World's Most,
Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket.
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.