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 Suriname and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Sparks to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Moody Blues. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Pagans,
Nirvana,
The Black Dice,
Al Stewart,
Cluster,
Moby Grape,
The Mummies,
The Neon Judgement,
Gerry Rafferty,
Isaac Hayes,
The Leaves,
The Martian,
The Seeds,
Minnie Riperton,
Skarface,
Lakeside,
The Zeros,
Aural Exciters,
U.S. Maple,
Alton Ellis,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Second Layer,
DNA,
JFA,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Intrusion,
the Association,
Black Flag,
Gichy Dan,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Tubeway Army,
Radio Birdman,
Outsiders,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Electric Light Orchestra,
X-102,
Davy DMX,
Prince Buster,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
T.S.O.L.,
Quantec,
Althea and Donna,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Cymande,
The Sonics,
Jeff Mills,
Eden Ahbez,
The Flesh Eaters,
Kevin Saunderson,
Cal Tjader,
Half Japanese,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sly & The Family Stone,
UT,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Stereo Dub,
The United States of America,
Deepchord,
Robert Hood,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway.
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.