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 United Kingdom and from Delhi.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Happenings to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Vogues. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roger Hodgson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
OOIOO,
U.S. Maple,
The Walker Brothers,
Avey Tare,
Public Enemy,
Jandek,
The Five Americans,
Black Sheep,
Yusef Lateef,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Kinks,
New York Dolls,
The Motions,
Scratch Acid,
Letta Mbulu,
LL Cool J,
Country Teasers,
Junior Murvin,
Janne Schatter,
Nation of Ulysses,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Tropical Tobacco,
Prince Buster,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kenny Larkin,
Judy Mowatt,
Animal Collective,
Stereo Dub,
Circle Jerks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cecil Taylor,
Unrelated Segments,
Shuggie Otis,
Eddi Front,
Pet Shop Boys,
Wolf Eyes,
Little Man,
Ash Ra Tempel,
John Coltrane,
The United States of America,
Darondo,
Bobby Sherman,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Joyce Sims,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Angry Samoans,
Minnie Riperton,
Magazine,
Harpers Bizarre,
Jeff Mills,
DJ Sneak,
Agent Orange,
Leonard Cohen,
Index,
Flash Fearless,
Von Mondo,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Urselle,
Boogie Down Productions,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Simply Red,
The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves.
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.