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 Ethiopia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Tokyo.
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 mellotron 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the jazz 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 It's A Beautiful Day. All the underground hits.
All Roxette tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gun Club record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
Alton Ellis,
Porter Ricks,
the Swans,
Josef K,
Theoretical Girls,
The United States of America,
Thee Headcoats,
The Busters,
the Fania All-Stars,
Neil Young,
U.S. Maple,
Yaz,
Sandy B,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Pole,
Moby Grape,
The Neon Judgement,
Fad Gadget,
Icehouse,
The Five Americans,
The Pop Group,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Remains,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rod Modell,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Flash Fearless,
The Angels of Light,
Adolescents,
Jerry's Kids,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Beau Brummels,
Lungfish,
The Kinks,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Erykah Badu,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Suburban Knight,
Rakim,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Trumans Water,
Pantaleimon,
kango's stein massive,
Soulsonic Force,
Saccharine Trust,
Brick,
The Barracudas,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Jeru the Damaja,
the Bar-Kays,
Mo-Dettes,
The Flesh Eaters,
Siglo XX,
Robert Wyatt,
Newcleus,
Young Marble Giants,
Second Layer,
John Cale,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.