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 Sierra Leone and from Mumbai.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 World's Most to the crunk 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 Circle Jerks. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Colin Newman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Livin' Joy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Christie,
Neu!,
Surgeon,
Alison Limerick,
Moby Grape,
CMW,
the Bar-Kays,
Peter & Gordon,
Soul Sonic Force,
Liliput,
Joy Division,
Main Source,
The Sound,
Lakeside,
Joe Smooth,
Sparks,
Fatback Band,
Groovy Waters,
The Residents,
Agent Orange,
48th St. Collective,
Donny Hathaway,
Sarah Menescal,
Tim Buckley,
Isaac Hayes,
Sun Ra,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ossler,
Pantaleimon,
The Durutti Column,
Yellowson,
cv313,
T.S.O.L.,
Nirvana,
The Tremeloes,
Sonny Sharrock,
10cc,
Deadbeat,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Wake,
Fugazi,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Eve St. Jones,
The Victims,
Amon Düül II,
Procol Harum,
Yazoo,
Outsiders,
Q65,
Massinfluence,
Alton Ellis,
UT,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bronski Beat,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Harry Pussy,
Sällskapet,
Dead Boys,
Moss Icon,
Arthur Verocai,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Deepchord,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.