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 Niger and from Lagos.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Mighty Diamonds to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Suburban Knight. All the underground hits.
All Crispy Ambulance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a This Heat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ken Boothe,
Negative Approach,
The Dave Clark Five,
Hot Snakes,
Curtis Mayfield,
Tubeway Army,
Parry Music,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Laurel Aitken,
Oneida,
World's Most,
Isaac Hayes,
Jimmy McGriff,
Neu!,
Sällskapet,
Marshall Jefferson,
Altered Images,
Steve Hackett,
Cymande,
Faust,
The Five Americans,
The Walker Brothers,
David McCallum,
Cybotron,
Gil Scott Heron,
Drexciya,
Excepter,
Agent Orange,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Animal Collective,
Johnny Osbourne,
Quantec,
The Last Poets,
Babytalk,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Simply Red,
Barbara Tucker,
The Selecter,
Joy Division,
The Knickerbockers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bush Tetras,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Tremeloes,
Masters at Work,
Scan 7,
Grey Daturas,
Eve St. Jones,
The New Christs,
Dave Gahan,
Black Pus,
Funkadelic,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Joe Smooth,
Ronan,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Althea and Donna,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Wings,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps.
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.