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 Samoa and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 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 the Normal to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 John Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kevin Saunderson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
PIL,
Aloha Tigers,
The Index,
Flash Fearless,
Moby Grape,
David McCallum,
The Dave Clark Five,
Amazonics,
Morten Harket,
Nirvana,
Ossler,
Hardrive,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Fuzztones,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ronnie Foster,
Silicon Teens,
The Gun Club,
Camouflage,
The Pretty Things,
Eric Copeland,
Robert Wyatt,
Joe Finger,
Sound Behaviour,
Piero Umiliani,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Tom Boy,
Bush Tetras,
Drive Like Jehu,
Moss Icon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cymande,
Gastr Del Sol,
Unrelated Segments,
The New Christs,
Skaos,
Mandrill,
Underground Resistance,
Essential Logic,
Marcia Griffiths,
Drexciya,
The Victims,
Donald Byrd,
Royal Trux,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Delon & Dalcan,
Brick,
Rapeman,
the Slits,
F. McDonald,
Wasted Youth,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Chris Corsano,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Kerrie Biddell,
Banda Bassotti,
Todd Terry,
Idris Muhammad,
Alice Coltrane,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band.
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.