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 Qatar and from Lyon.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ 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 Soulsonic Force to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Terrestrial Tones. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Motorama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Connie Case,
Electric Prunes,
Roxy Music,
Eden Ahbez,
The Angels of Light,
The Leaves,
A Certain Ratio,
Skaos,
Patti Smith,
F. McDonald,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Standells,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
T.S.O.L.,
Gil Scott Heron,
Grauzone,
The Cowsills,
Scrapy,
The Slackers,
Babytalk,
Alison Limerick,
Terry Callier,
Gastr Del Sol,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Anakelly,
Essential Logic,
the Normal,
The Knickerbockers,
Gregory Isaacs,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
These Immortal Souls,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Cameo,
The Grass Roots,
Stockholm Monsters,
Organ,
the Fania All-Stars,
Japan,
Mantronix,
FM Einheit,
Animal Collective,
Joe Smooth,
Swell Maps,
Shuggie Otis,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Skatalites,
kango's stein massive,
Nirvana,
The Black Dice,
Aaron Thompson,
Colin Newman,
DJ Style,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Aswad,
Circle Jerks,
Heaven 17,
Arcadia,
Zero Boys,
Avey Tare,
Bizarre Inc.,
Funkadelic,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Visage, Visage, Visage, Visage.
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.