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 Lebanon and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 sitar 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the punk 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 The Real Kids. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pop Group 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 a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Patti Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shoche,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bobby Womack,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Techniques,
Morten Harket,
Gil Scott Heron,
Arab on Radar,
Davy DMX,
Animal Collective,
Organ,
Chris Corsano,
Aloha Tigers,
The New Christs,
Lindisfarne,
Desert Stars,
Janne Schatter,
Los Fastidios,
Bobby Sherman,
Magma,
Pantaleimon,
A Certain Ratio,
Nick Fraelich,
Gichy Dan,
Stiv Bators,
Minor Threat,
The Fugs,
Godley & Creme,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Selecter,
Archie Shepp,
Dawn Penn,
Prince Buster,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Average White Band,
Aural Exciters,
Urselle,
Ornette Coleman,
Lou Christie,
Ken Boothe,
The Standells,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Boogie Down Productions,
Rhythm & Sound,
David Axelrod,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
AZ,
Eurythmics,
Rites of Spring,
Altered Images,
Soulsonic Force,
Terry Callier,
Marine Girls,
Depeche Mode,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Misunderstood,
Joey Negro,
The Five Americans,
The Vogues,
Qualms,
Chris & Cosey,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sparks, Sparks, Sparks, Sparks.
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.