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 New Zealand and from Bologna.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Johannesburg.
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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Smoke to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ken Boothe,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Sonics,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Fela Kuti,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Remains,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Velvet Underground,
Mantronix,
Bizarre Inc.,
Barbara Tucker,
The New Christs,
Al Stewart,
Con Funk Shun,
Minutemen,
Cybotron,
Mandrill,
Bobby Sherman,
Tommy Roe,
Royal Trux,
The Young Rascals,
These Immortal Souls,
Guru Guru,
Anakelly,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Toasters,
K-Klass,
Boz Scaggs,
Boredoms,
Nick Fraelich,
Dual Sessions,
the Germs,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
MC5,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Suicide,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Slick Rick,
Shuggie Otis,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Real Kids,
Terry Callier,
Buzzcocks,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Monks,
Inner City,
Public Enemy,
Matthew Halsall,
Desert Stars,
Fad Gadget,
Joy Division,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
48th St. Collective,
The Star Department,
the Human League,
Amon Düül II,
Archie Shepp,
The Wake, The Wake, The Wake, The Wake.
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.