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 France and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 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 Man Parrish to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Flipper. All the underground hits.
All Terror Squad Feat. Camron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Raincoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Livin' Joy,
Agent Orange,
Stiv Bators,
Das Ding,
Sex Pistols,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Nik Kershaw,
Marcia Griffiths,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Iggy Pop,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Godley & Creme,
Funky Four + One,
Pole,
Pulsallama,
The Stooges,
Faraquet,
Depeche Mode,
Buzzcocks,
Young Marble Giants,
Nirvana,
Maleditus Sound,
Black Bananas,
John Cale,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Delon & Dalcan,
Morten Harket,
Nas,
the Human League,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Althea and Donna,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Basic Channel,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Mad Mike,
These Immortal Souls,
MC5,
Procol Harum,
Make Up,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Supertramp,
Gabor Szabo,
Moby Grape,
The Divine Comedy,
Charles Mingus,
Bizarre Inc.,
Joe Finger,
Yaz,
Sister Nancy,
Brass Construction,
Kerri Chandler,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sound Behaviour,
The Dave Clark Five,
Tropical Tobacco,
Marvin Gaye,
Alison Limerick,
The Music Machine,
Angry Samoans,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.