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 Samoa and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Quantec 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 Severed Heads. All the underground hits.
All The Dirtbombs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s 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 Roxette record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cal Tjader,
The Busters,
cv313,
Blancmange,
Absolute Body Control,
Skarface,
LL Cool J,
Sun Ra,
Circle Jerks,
Aloha Tigers,
Suburban Knight,
Faust,
Leonard Cohen,
Susan Cadogan,
Heaven 17,
Second Layer,
The Mojo Men,
Television,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Misunderstood,
Simply Red,
Connie Case,
Lindisfarne,
Roger Hodgson,
Rhythm & Sound,
Schoolly D,
Sonny Sharrock,
Spoonie Gee,
Country Teasers,
Sound Behaviour,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Duran Duran,
The Gap Band,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Dave Gahan,
The Red Krayola,
Slick Rick,
Lalo Schifrin,
kango's stein massive,
Kerrie Biddell,
Anthony Braxton,
Bob Dylan,
Royal Trux,
Althea and Donna,
Minnie Riperton,
Blake Baxter,
Ronnie Foster,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Pylon,
Eric Copeland,
Mission of Burma,
Scrapy,
Das Ding,
June of 44,
MDC,
PIL,
Archie Shepp,
June Days,
Black Moon,
The Vogues,
Qualms,
Clear Light,
Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas.
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.