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 Vanuatu and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Skriet to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Young Marble Giants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Pus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
Todd Rundgren,
Erykah Badu,
Cameo,
Blancmange,
The Seeds,
The Barracudas,
LL Cool J,
Nik Kershaw,
The Fugs,
The Monochrome Set,
Judy Mowatt,
The Sonics,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Fear,
Rapeman,
Amon Düül,
Kool Moe Dee,
the Association,
Vladislav Delay,
Idris Muhammad,
June Days,
Chris & Cosey,
Steve Hackett,
Schoolly D,
Adolescents,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Cybotron,
Silicon Teens,
The Zeros,
Gang Starr,
Letta Mbulu,
Cluster,
The Music Machine,
Boz Scaggs,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Modern Lovers,
The Litter,
Black Flag,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Donny Hathaway,
Janne Schatter,
H. Thieme,
the Fania All-Stars,
Derrick Morgan,
Josef K,
T. Rex,
In Retrospect,
Bobby Womack,
The Doobie Brothers,
Avey Tare,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Marine Girls,
Glenn Branca,
Skriet,
New Order,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Real Kids,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Tim Buckley,
Lalann,
Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light.
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.