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 Tanzania and from Bremen.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Section 25 to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ituana record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Infiniti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Davy DMX,
Gregory Isaacs,
KRS-One,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Smiths,
Panda Bear,
David Bowie,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ornette Coleman,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Subhumans,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Aural Exciters,
Eurythmics,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Flash Fearless,
The Five Americans,
Visage,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Henry Cow,
Ten City,
Infiniti,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Steve Hackett,
Neu!,
Little Man,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The American Breed,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
the Sonics,
Q65,
Soul Sonic Force,
Robert Wyatt,
Blake Baxter,
D'Angelo,
Johnny Osbourne,
Interpol,
Matthew Bourne,
Tomorrow,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ponytail,
Swell Maps,
The Saints,
Camberwell Now,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Siglo XX,
Chris Corsano,
Intrusion,
The Mojo Men,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sun Ra,
The Durutti Column,
Sandy B,
Banda Bassotti,
Albert Ayler,
The Grass Roots,
Wings,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.