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 Taipei.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Organ to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Ultravox. All the underground hits.
All Lindisfarne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Prunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Smog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Sneak,
JFA,
Kas Product,
David McCallum,
Ultra Naté,
Amon Düül,
The Saints,
Pierre Henry,
Neil Young,
Newcleus,
Alton Ellis,
Nation of Ulysses,
Slave,
Bobbi Humphrey,
the Normal,
Cecil Taylor,
Magma,
The Fortunes,
Connie Case,
The Associates,
Delta 5,
Franke,
OOIOO,
Isaac Hayes,
Aswad,
Fluxion,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Porter Ricks,
The American Breed,
Marc Almond,
Swans,
Ten City,
X-102,
Livin' Joy,
The Fuzztones,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Motorama,
Reuben Wilson,
FM Einheit,
The United States of America,
Electric Prunes,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
10cc,
Ohio Players,
R.M.O.,
Spoonie Gee,
Joy Division,
Mission of Burma,
Kerri Chandler,
The Zeros,
Lakeside,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Quadrant,
Mad Mike,
Warsaw,
Marmalade,
Cheater Slicks,
Lou Reed,
The Motions,
Ronan,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.