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 Ghana and from Portland.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Tehran.
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 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 Massinfluence to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All The Gun Club tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Silicon Teens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rekid,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Peter & Gordon,
The Golliwogs,
Deadbeat,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Litter,
Lungfish,
The Gap Band,
Monolake,
The Divine Comedy,
Infiniti,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Monochrome Set,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Quadrant,
Sam Rivers,
The Pretty Things,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ludus,
Eric Copeland,
Clear Light,
Subhumans,
Skarface,
The Beau Brummels,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Steve Hackett,
Soulsonic Force,
Soft Cell,
Essential Logic,
Marcia Griffiths,
Parry Music,
Loose Ends,
the Soft Cell,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Aural Exciters,
Wolf Eyes,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Moody Blues,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Curtis Mayfield,
LL Cool J,
The Mojo Men,
Intrusion,
World's Most,
Agitation Free,
Easy Going,
The Vogues,
Delon & Dalcan,
Cluster,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Index,
Nirvana,
The Grass Roots,
The Busters,
Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne.
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.