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 Somalia and from Tehran.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 808 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 Dorothy Ashby to the disco 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 Mark Hollis. All the underground hits.
All DJ Style tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dorothy Ashby record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Steve Hackett record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
the Bar-Kays,
Crash Course in Science,
Blossom Toes,
This Heat,
UT,
Max Romeo,
The Raincoats,
Gang Green,
Chrome,
the Sonics,
Con Funk Shun,
Jacob Miller,
Eric Dolphy,
The Zeros,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Technova,
The Tremeloes,
The Mojo Men,
Dave Gahan,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jimmy McGriff,
Fela Kuti,
Bad Manners,
Archie Shepp,
Cheater Slicks,
Soulsonic Force,
Masters at Work,
Agent Orange,
Bootsy Collins,
New Order,
Warren Ellis,
48th St. Collective,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Blues Magoos,
The Real Kids,
the Association,
Lalo Schifrin,
Toni Rubio,
Bill Wells,
Porter Ricks,
The Toasters,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Red Krayola,
The Index,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Vogues,
Talk Talk,
Lebanon Hanover,
June Days,
New Age Steppers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Jeff Lynne,
The Smoke,
Deepchord,
DNA,
Harmonia,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.