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 Iraq and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 David Axelrod to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Alarm Clocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pulsallama,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Zero Boys,
Hot Snakes,
Roxy Music,
Guru Guru,
Junior Murvin,
The Divine Comedy,
Interpol,
Delta 5,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Radiohead,
X-101,
Swell Maps,
Joe Finger,
Lebanon Hanover,
Monolake,
Blossom Toes,
Scott Walker,
Mission of Burma,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pantaleimon,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jawbox,
Todd Rundgren,
Dennis Brown,
Donald Byrd,
Porter Ricks,
Clear Light,
Boz Scaggs,
Popol Vuh,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Livin' Joy,
Youth Brigade,
Boredoms,
Lou Christie,
Terry Callier,
Reagan Youth,
June of 44,
X-102,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
CMW,
Supertramp,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Rakim,
Theoretical Girls,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Faust,
Ronnie Foster,
Soft Machine,
Rites of Spring,
Fatback Band,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pussy Galore,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Erykah Badu,
Derrick Morgan,
JFA,
The Buckinghams,
Dave Gahan,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Litter,
Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers.
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.