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 United Kingdom and from Manchester.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 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 CMW to the crunk 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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All Kool G Rap & DJ Polo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Divine Comedy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doors record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
Dead Boys,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bill Near,
Oneida,
Alphaville,
Cybotron,
Ultravox,
Roy Ayers,
Dorothy Ashby,
Circle Jerks,
Erasure,
The Gap Band,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Grey Daturas,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Todd Rundgren,
Joyce Sims,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Busters,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Whodini,
Babytalk,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camberwell Now,
Make Up,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sound Behaviour,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Main Source,
Jeff Lynne,
Laurel Aitken,
Adolescents,
Quantec,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
David Axelrod,
Reagan Youth,
OOIOO,
Outsiders,
Roger Hodgson,
Ultimate Spinach,
The New Christs,
Pagans,
Al Stewart,
David Bowie,
Clear Light,
Pet Shop Boys,
Big Daddy Kane,
Kevin Saunderson,
Peter & Gordon,
Youth Brigade,
Letta Mbulu,
Howard Jones,
James White and The Blacks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lungfish,
Prince Buster,
the Normal,
R.M.O.,
Black Bananas,
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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.