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 Bangladesh and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Accadde A to the disco 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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.
All The Residents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Letta Mbulu,
Kurtis Blow,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Metal Thangz,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Minnie Riperton,
DJ Sneak,
The Martian,
Rosa Yemen,
The Vogues,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Moebius,
Rotary Connection,
Animal Collective,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Qualms,
Pharoah Sanders,
Absolute Body Control,
The Gun Club,
Morten Harket,
Colin Newman,
The Blues Magoos,
Ultravox,
Excepter,
Ohio Players,
The Standells,
The Trojans,
Soulsonic Force,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sex Pistols,
The Move,
Dead Boys,
Ken Boothe,
Sällskapet,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Slits,
Von Mondo,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Neon Judgement,
The Gap Band,
The Fortunes,
Skarface,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Eli Mardock,
T.S.O.L.,
Altered Images,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Black Sheep,
Anakelly,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Scientists,
The Busters,
Eve St. Jones,
The Searchers,
The Alarm Clocks,
Ten City,
Michelle Simonal,
Roxy Music,
Aaron Thompson,
Gang Starr,
Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye.
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.