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 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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the organ 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 the Normal to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Ken Boothe. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
Jacob Miller,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Pussy Galore,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Moody Blues,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ice-T,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Joe Finger,
Wire,
Alton Ellis,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Hoover,
Lalo Schifrin,
Brand Nubian,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Banda Bassotti,
Minor Threat,
Dual Sessions,
Rufus Thomas,
Dawn Penn,
the Sonics,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Henry Cow,
Fear,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gang of Four,
Aaron Thompson,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
MC5,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
PIL,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
China Crisis,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Porter Ricks,
Los Fastidios,
Eric Dolphy,
Nils Olav,
Tropical Tobacco,
Joy Division,
Arcadia,
Laurel Aitken,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bang On A Can,
A Certain Ratio,
La Düsseldorf,
Ken Boothe,
Masters at Work,
The Cowsills,
Soft Machine,
Cluster,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Glenn Branca,
Gang Starr,
Kurtis Blow,
Q65,
Letta Mbulu,
Mandrill,
Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson.
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.