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 Ivory Coast and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Mexico City.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Ten City to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All Blossom Toes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kango’s Stein Massive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar 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?
Steve Hackett,
Guru Guru,
Dawn Penn,
Royal Trux,
Gerry Rafferty,
AZ,
Roxette,
Subhumans,
Von Mondo,
Barclay James Harvest,
L. Decosne,
James White and The Blacks,
Avey Tare,
The Grass Roots,
Bootsy Collins,
The Gladiators,
Whodini,
Hoover,
Pere Ubu,
Slick Rick,
Suicide,
Cameo,
Panda Bear,
Scott Walker,
John Coltrane,
Can,
Blossom Toes,
Michelle Simonal,
Lindisfarne,
Radiopuhelimet,
the Slits,
Gil Scott Heron,
Schoolly D,
Darondo,
Fela Kuti,
Groovy Waters,
Ultra Naté,
Cybotron,
Barbara Tucker,
Mark Hollis,
Flash Fearless,
The Cure,
Shuggie Otis,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Drive Like Jehu,
Parry Music,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Outsiders,
Jacob Miller,
Y Pants,
The Count Five,
Alison Limerick,
EPMD,
Ituana,
Theoretical Girls,
Freddie Wadling,
Con Funk Shun,
Leonard Cohen,
Black Sheep,
Rod Modell,
The Fuzztones,
Ice-T,
Stockholm Monsters,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.