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 Burundi and from New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
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 The Cramps to the rock 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 Desert Stars. All the underground hits.
All The Cramps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Connie Case record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Five Americans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
Max Romeo,
Marmalade,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Reuben Wilson,
Television Personalities,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Dave Clark Five,
Albert Ayler,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Negative Approach,
Peter & Gordon,
The Stooges,
Gil Scott Heron,
Q65,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bauhaus,
Half Japanese,
Jeff Mills,
David Bowie,
U.S. Maple,
Gerry Rafferty,
Traffic Nightmare,
Metal Thangz,
The Seeds,
Yusef Lateef,
Cybotron,
The Invisible,
Thee Headcoats,
EPMD,
Nick Fraelich,
Suburban Knight,
Quantec,
Average White Band,
The Velvet Underground,
Kaleidoscope,
Nirvana,
PIL,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Hashim,
Rites of Spring,
Matthew Halsall,
Avey Tare,
Cecil Taylor,
Dennis Brown,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Flamin' Groovies,
Kayak,
JFA,
Dorothy Ashby,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Maurizio,
Clear Light,
Gabor Szabo,
Erasure,
Ituana,
The Moleskins,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Fuzztones,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Colin Newman,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.