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 Paraguay and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 Arthur Verocai to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All The Royal Family And The Poor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sonics 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Circle Jerks,
The Star Department,
Babytalk,
Blossom Toes,
The Blackbyrds,
Laurel Aitken,
Unwound,
Connie Case,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Crime,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Walker Brothers,
Tim Buckley,
Dual Sessions,
Jacques Brel,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scrapy,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Quadrant,
the Swans,
Iggy Pop,
Camouflage,
Jeff Mills,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Altered Images,
Sixth Finger,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Silicon Teens,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Happenings,
Chrome,
EPMD,
The Evens,
Bill Wells,
Make Up,
Joe Smooth,
Tom Boy,
Essential Logic,
Funkadelic,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Beau Brummels,
Hoover,
Whodini,
Gang Gang Dance,
Blancmange,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Mojo Men,
One Last Wish,
Gastr Del Sol,
Drive Like Jehu,
Aaron Thompson,
Zero Boys,
Ponytail,
Public Image Ltd.,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Harmonia,
The Associates,
Quantec,
Grauzone,
Severed Heads,
Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson, Kevin Saunderson.
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.