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 Ethiopia and from Lille.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Salvador.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the organ 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 Max Romeo to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Hot Snakes. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scientists record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Fania All-Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Standells,
Soft Cell,
Girls At Our Best!,
Shoche,
The Kinks,
Brothers Johnson,
Slick Rick,
Sex Pistols,
Wally Richardson,
Carl Craig,
Leonard Cohen,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Brand Nubian,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Fugs,
Josef K,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Invisible,
Adolescents,
Piero Umiliani,
The Electric Prunes,
Moss Icon,
Bobby Womack,
Sparks,
Procol Harum,
Byron Stingily,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
LL Cool J,
DJ Sneak,
Althea and Donna,
Aaron Thompson,
Cameo,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Marc Almond,
The Music Machine,
The Black Dice,
Gang Green,
the Swans,
Liliput,
Unwound,
June of 44,
Aloha Tigers,
The Neon Judgement,
Franke,
Soul II Soul,
One Last Wish,
Pole,
The Blues Magoos,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Toni Rubio,
Roxy Music,
John Cale,
Neil Young,
Drive Like Jehu,
These Immortal Souls,
The Gap Band,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rufus Thomas,
Isaac Hayes,
Public Image Ltd.,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White 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.