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 Belize and from Stockholm.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Black Moon 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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shuggie Otis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric B and Rakim,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ronnie Foster,
Moss Icon,
Buzzcocks,
Heaven 17,
Groovy Waters,
48th St. Collective,
Graham Central Station,
The Searchers,
Tears for Fears,
Freddie Wadling,
Mr. Review,
Radiopuhelimet,
Silicon Teens,
Malaria!,
Man Parrish,
The Stooges,
Lalo Schifrin,
Marmalade,
Electric Prunes,
Arthur Verocai,
Black Bananas,
Circle Jerks,
Eve St. Jones,
UT,
Qualms,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Animal Collective,
Bobby Sherman,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jandek,
Franke,
The Young Rascals,
Rod Modell,
Brand Nubian,
Pantaleimon,
Iggy Pop,
Soft Machine,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
the Fania All-Stars,
Nick Fraelich,
Godley & Creme,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Tommy Roe,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Quantec,
The Moleskins,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
H. Thieme,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Kurtis Blow,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Alarm Clocks,
Bronski Beat,
Technova,
Pussy Galore,
The Litter,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pharoah Sanders,
Tropical Tobacco,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls.
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.