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 Hungary and from Philadelphia.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 harpsichord 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 Blackbyrds 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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Scientists tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Sheep record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sparks,
Country Teasers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Steve Hackett,
the Sonics,
Jesper Dahlback,
Loose Ends,
Unrelated Segments,
the Normal,
Maurizio,
Nirvana,
Joe Smooth,
Cal Tjader,
The Techniques,
Gerry Rafferty,
Altered Images,
Accadde A,
Blossom Toes,
Joe Finger,
Lebanon Hanover,
Animal Collective,
Scratch Acid,
Ponytail,
The Skatalites,
Mandrill,
MDC,
David McCallum,
Pulsallama,
Magma,
Ultimate Spinach,
Fad Gadget,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jimmy McGriff,
Traffic Nightmare,
Carl Craig,
Absolute Body Control,
Roxy Music,
Amon Düül,
Kenny Larkin,
Public Enemy,
Junior Murvin,
The Zeros,
X-102,
Donny Hathaway,
The Knickerbockers,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Pantytec,
Johnny Clarke,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Supertramp,
Cluster,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Amon Düül II,
New Order,
Albert Ayler,
Qualms,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Stetsasonic,
Soul Sonic Force,
Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt.
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.