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 Ukraine and from Spokane.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar 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 Toni Rubio to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Blossom Toes. All the underground hits.
All Roxette tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sound Behaviour record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wally Richardson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Metal Thangz,
Camberwell Now,
Todd Rundgren,
Simply Red,
Scott Walker,
Porter Ricks,
John Foxx,
Bizarre Inc.,
Goldenarms,
Crash Course in Science,
Tom Boy,
DJ Sneak,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Dennis Brown,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kerri Chandler,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Detroit Cobras,
Deakin,
Bobby Womack,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Radiohead,
DJ Style,
Bill Near,
Inner City,
Television,
Ice-T,
Das Ding,
Audionom,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Cosmic Jokers,
the Germs,
The Zeros,
Kas Product,
Rakim,
Absolute Body Control,
Nas,
D'Angelo,
10cc,
Sexual Harrassment,
Oblivians,
Smog,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Quando Quango,
Jandek,
The Gap Band,
Lou Reed,
The Litter,
Rapeman,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Remains,
Flipper,
The Flesh Eaters,
Essential Logic,
The Skatalites,
Thee Headcoats,
Dual Sessions,
The Residents,
Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson.
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.