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 Monaco and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 oboe 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 Nation of Ulysses to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All The Stooges tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moody Blues,
Warsaw,
Young Marble Giants,
Tim Buckley,
Faust,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Mandrill,
Infiniti,
The Skatalites,
KRS-One,
Scott Walker,
Procol Harum,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Neu!,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
U.S. Maple,
Rites of Spring,
The United States of America,
Andrew Hill,
Ludus,
Johnny Clarke,
Warren Ellis,
Sugar Minott,
Half Japanese,
the Soft Cell,
cv313,
Erasure,
June Days,
Soft Cell,
Soul II Soul,
Youth Brigade,
UT,
The Seeds,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Mummies,
The Evens,
Ice-T,
Boogie Down Productions,
Idris Muhammad,
Spandau Ballet,
X-Ray Spex,
Bill Wells,
DJ Style,
Delon & Dalcan,
Cal Tjader,
Theoretical Girls,
Johnny Osbourne,
Country Teasers,
Dark Day,
Inner City,
Marmalade,
The Happenings,
Junior Murvin,
Neil Young,
Whodini,
Minny Pops,
Stiv Bators,
Sex Pistols,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Toni Rubio,
Joensuu 1685,
Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro.
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.