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 Uzbekistan 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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Con Funk Shun to the funk 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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All The Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Make Up record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marshall Jefferson,
Bill Near,
Chris Corsano,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Fortunes,
Visage,
Ultra Naté,
David Axelrod,
Delon & Dalcan,
the Human League,
Moebius,
Boz Scaggs,
Neil Young,
T.S.O.L.,
Delta 5,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Gap Band,
Icehouse,
Yaz,
Patti Smith,
Dual Sessions,
Skarface,
The Divine Comedy,
Colin Newman,
Average White Band,
The Black Dice,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Hot Snakes,
UT,
cv313,
Kurtis Blow,
Desert Stars,
kango's stein massive,
Liliput,
The Names,
Pylon,
Aswad,
Eve St. Jones,
Pantaleimon,
Ice-T,
Roy Ayers,
Bootsy Collins,
DNA,
Black Sheep,
Easy Going,
Bobby Sherman,
Sister Nancy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Godley & Creme,
Public Enemy,
Bronski Beat,
Leonard Cohen,
Graham Central Station,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
the Swans,
Bobby Womack,
Soulsonic Force,
Ralphi Rosario,
Steve Hackett,
Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo.
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.