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 Panama and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Portland.
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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Divine Comedy to the punk 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 Oppenheimer Analysis. All the underground hits.
All Electric Light Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
Freddie Wadling,
Erykah Badu,
Arcadia,
Saccharine Trust,
Minutemen,
Brand Nubian,
The Gories,
Johnny Osbourne,
Jerry Gold Smith,
DJ Style,
The Modern Lovers,
Silicon Teens,
Franke,
Marc Almond,
T.S.O.L.,
Supertramp,
Oneida,
Agitation Free,
8 Eyed Spy,
Jeru the Damaja,
Frankie Knuckles,
Eli Mardock,
Isaac Hayes,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Idris Muhammad,
Dave Gahan,
Fad Gadget,
Cameo,
Zero Boys,
Massinfluence,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Television Personalities,
Swell Maps,
Fatback Band,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
World's Most,
Ultravox,
Big Daddy Kane,
Harmonia,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rosa Yemen,
David McCallum,
Anakelly,
Avey Tare,
Cluster,
In Retrospect,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Howard Jones,
The Cure,
Suicide,
Quando Quango,
Danielle Patucci,
Bang On A Can,
Sparks,
Dual Sessions,
Joe Finger,
Eric Dolphy,
Siglo XX,
Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry.
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.