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 Oman and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Toni Rubio to the crunk 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 Oppenheimer Analysis. All the underground hits.
All X-101 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Black Dice,
Reuben Wilson,
Nation of Ulysses,
Godley & Creme,
Skarface,
Animal Collective,
Howard Jones,
AZ,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Banda Bassotti,
Albert Ayler,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pussy Galore,
Joey Negro,
Kerrie Biddell,
Isaac Hayes,
Ultra Naté,
The Last Poets,
Nas,
Crime,
Dual Sessions,
Man Eating Sloth,
the Slits,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Dave Clark Five,
Duran Duran,
Scott Walker,
Curtis Mayfield,
Electric Prunes,
Amon Düül,
Echospace,
Nico,
The Seeds,
Masters at Work,
Joe Smooth,
Wings,
The Associates,
Sex Pistols,
Rod Modell,
Kenny Larkin,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Iggy Pop,
Subhumans,
Eyeless In Gaza,
DJ Sneak,
James White and The Blacks,
Zapp,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Names,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Gories,
The Searchers,
Ponytail,
FM Einheit,
Alison Limerick,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sonic Youth,
The Golliwogs,
New Age Steppers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.