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 Sri Lanka and from Bremen.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Lower 48 to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All the Bar-Kays tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slick Rick 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lonnie Liston Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Mad Mike,
Carl Craig,
Franke,
The Red Krayola,
Kas Product,
Essential Logic,
Icehouse,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The New Christs,
Derrick May,
The Birthday Party,
Kool Moe Dee,
Graham Central Station,
Jimmy McGriff,
Jacques Brel,
Duran Duran,
AZ,
Avey Tare,
Pylon,
Freddie Wadling,
Magma,
Neil Young,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nick Fraelich,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rotary Connection,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sound Behaviour,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cymande,
Skaos,
Marc Almond,
The J.B.'s,
Johnny Clarke,
KRS-One,
Lebanon Hanover,
Tom Boy,
Anakelly,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Altered Images,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Kerrie Biddell,
Section 25,
The Fortunes,
Radiopuhelimet,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Crash Course in Science,
Chrome,
Maurizio,
Eric Dolphy,
Angry Samoans,
James White and The Blacks,
Soulsonic Force,
T. Rex,
Donald Byrd,
Negative Approach,
Hardrive,
Sun Ra, Sun Ra, Sun Ra, Sun Ra.
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.