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 South Africa and from Copenhagen.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Shadows of Knight to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Birthday Party,
Aaron Thompson,
Camouflage,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Second Layer,
Bill Wells,
The Shadows of Knight,
Nick Fraelich,
Rotary Connection,
Lee Hazlewood,
Theoretical Girls,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Traffic Nightmare,
Isaac Hayes,
Bill Near,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ash Ra Tempel,
T. Rex,
DJ Style,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
U.S. Maple,
The Doors,
Marine Girls,
Eric Dolphy,
the Association,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
John Foxx,
Mars,
Circle Jerks,
Con Funk Shun,
Lucky Dragons,
Howard Jones,
The Vogues,
Average White Band,
Yellowson,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Crime,
Don Cherry,
Young Marble Giants,
Judy Mowatt,
Youth Brigade,
The Knickerbockers,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Fuzztones,
Jeru the Damaja,
Swell Maps,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Searchers,
Eric Copeland,
Quantec,
Fad Gadget,
The Tremeloes,
The Gories,
Kerri Chandler,
Hasil Adkins,
Suburban Knight,
Michelle Simonal,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Stiv Bators,
Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17.
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.