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 Congo and from Taipei.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Doobie Brothers to the jazz 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 Outsiders. All the underground hits.
All Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantaleimon,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
New Age Steppers,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Last Poets,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Underground Resistance,
Marine Girls,
Silicon Teens,
Minnie Riperton,
Judy Mowatt,
Sister Nancy,
Aswad,
In Retrospect,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Tomorrow,
Japan,
Suburban Knight,
Peter and Kerry,
The Victims,
The Count Five,
Gregory Isaacs,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Neil Young,
The Dirtbombs,
Moby Grape,
Pierre Henry,
Drexciya,
The Tremeloes,
Negative Approach,
Flamin' Groovies,
Banda Bassotti,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Organ,
The Misunderstood,
Wings,
Massinfluence,
The Wake,
The Gun Club,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Guru Guru,
Fatback Band,
Lakeside,
Stetsasonic,
Vainqueur,
Mandrill,
Supertramp,
David Bowie,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
DJ Style,
Cameo,
Yusef Lateef,
The Moleskins,
Marvin Gaye,
Ultra Naté,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eurythmics,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.