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 Equatorial Guinea and from Bologna.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 organ 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 Ronan to the jazz 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 D'Angelo. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin 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?
The Evens,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Minny Pops,
Tears for Fears,
Cheater Slicks,
Deepchord,
Funky Four + One,
Scion,
Barrington Levy,
Youth Brigade,
D'Angelo,
Shuggie Otis,
Adolescents,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Malaria!,
Buzzcocks,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
FM Einheit,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Anakelly,
Average White Band,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sex Pistols,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Patti Smith,
The Barracudas,
Brick,
Agent Orange,
Mo-Dettes,
Bad Manners,
Jimmy McGriff,
Babytalk,
Black Moon,
Ultra Naté,
Brothers Johnson,
Pharoah Sanders,
10cc,
Panda Bear,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Niagra,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Angels of Light,
Underground Resistance,
CMW,
Q65,
Unrelated Segments,
John Cale,
Thompson Twins,
Funkadelic,
Fad Gadget,
The Litter,
The Mojo Men,
Fat Boys,
The J.B.'s,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Rekid,
Ituana,
Animal Collective,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.