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 Switzerland and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 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 Wasted Youth to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Reuben Wilson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joey Negro record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Offenders,
Crispy Ambulance,
Mark Hollis,
Organ,
Can,
Marmalade,
Idris Muhammad,
JFA,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Marine Girls,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Susan Cadogan,
KRS-One,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Dave Clark Five,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mars,
U.S. Maple,
Mr. Review,
Todd Rundgren,
Fat Boys,
Joe Finger,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Five Americans,
Eli Mardock,
The Names,
Amon Düül II,
Moby Grape,
Arab on Radar,
Flamin' Groovies,
Gregory Isaacs,
Agent Orange,
Heaven 17,
Minor Threat,
Mandrill,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joensuu 1685,
Terry Callier,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Mary Jane Girls,
Eden Ahbez,
Unrelated Segments,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Electric Prunes,
Nick Fraelich,
Gichy Dan,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bill Wells,
June of 44,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ituana,
Absolute Body Control,
Television Personalities,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Spandau Ballet,
Blake Baxter,
Magma,
Chris & Cosey,
Cameo,
Little Man,
Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet.
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.