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 Colombia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 organ 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 Moss Icon to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers 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 güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeru the Damaja record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Sonics,
Essential Logic,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Yusef Lateef,
Urselle,
Negative Approach,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lalann,
The Invisible,
Massinfluence,
Jesper Dahlback,
Agent Orange,
Michelle Simonal,
Charles Mingus,
John Lydon,
Man Parrish,
Dead Boys,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Pop Group,
Nick Fraelich,
Mission of Burma,
Q and Not U,
Jacques Brel,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Half Japanese,
Depeche Mode,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Drexciya,
Lalo Schifrin,
Jandek,
Ludus,
Althea and Donna,
Accadde A,
Alice Coltrane,
Supertramp,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
ABBA,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
A Certain Ratio,
Pylon,
Sight & Sound,
Cheater Slicks,
The Mummies,
Agitation Free,
Grandmaster Flash,
Nils Olav,
AZ,
Peter and Kerry,
Magma,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lower 48,
Panda Bear,
The Slackers,
Clear Light,
Alton Ellis,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Neon Judgement,
Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners.
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.