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 Tajikistan and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Underground Resistance 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 Alice Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Lizzy Mercier Descloux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every R.M.O. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
Simply Red,
The Divine Comedy,
Quadrant,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Boz Scaggs,
Au Pairs,
Saccharine Trust,
Magma,
Peter and Kerry,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Rhythm & Sound,
Tubeway Army,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sound Behaviour,
Rekid,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Nas,
Liliput,
Aaron Thompson,
Marshall Jefferson,
Erasure,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Moebius,
Rakim,
10cc,
Sandy B,
Girls At Our Best!,
Freddie Wadling,
Clear Light,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Cymande,
The Cramps,
Sam Rivers,
Brothers Johnson,
Roxette,
The Happenings,
Thompson Twins,
Tom Boy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Wasted Youth,
Loose Ends,
T.S.O.L.,
Tommy Roe,
The Techniques,
Amon Düül,
Toni Rubio,
X-Ray Spex,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Fuzztones,
Gil Scott Heron,
Fluxion,
Circle Jerks,
Alton Ellis,
The Kinks,
Neu!,
Black Sheep,
Cybotron,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lalann,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Scan 7,
Soul II Soul,
Main Source, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source.
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.