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 Niger and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Shanghai.
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 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Icehouse to the punk 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 the Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultra Naté 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a U.S. Maple record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Silicon Teens,
Moss Icon,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Leonard Cohen,
Stiv Bators,
Maleditus Sound,
New Age Steppers,
Todd Rundgren,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Litter,
Kenny Larkin,
Warsaw,
The Doors,
Bush Tetras,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
X-101,
The United States of America,
48th St. Collective,
Harmonia,
Charles Mingus,
Agitation Free,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sällskapet,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Black Flag,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Johnny Clarke,
This Heat,
Derrick Morgan,
The Gladiators,
B.T. Express,
Q and Not U,
John Lydon,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sarah Menescal,
Aloha Tigers,
Grauzone,
Soft Cell,
Alison Limerick,
Ultra Naté,
Swans,
David McCallum,
The Moody Blues,
Fatback Band,
Alphaville,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sam Rivers,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
OOIOO,
Piero Umiliani,
World's Most,
Janne Schatter,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Tommy Roe,
Monolake,
UT,
Minnie Riperton,
LL Cool J,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.