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 Ghana and from Mumbai.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Johnny Osbourne 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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All Traffic Nightmare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
MC5,
The New Christs,
The Happenings,
Blancmange,
Neil Young,
Crime,
China Crisis,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Electric Prunes,
Grauzone,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Carl Craig,
Cal Tjader,
Black Sheep,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Gladiators,
Shoche,
Kool Moe Dee,
Isaac Hayes,
Soft Cell,
Whodini,
Wire,
Henry Cow,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Knickerbockers,
Ralphi Rosario,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Delta 5,
Moby Grape,
Masters at Work,
Cecil Taylor,
Visage,
The Fall,
Accadde A,
The Count Five,
David Axelrod,
Howard Jones,
Gil Scott Heron,
Quando Quango,
Black Moon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Nik Kershaw,
Little Man,
Yusef Lateef,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Davy DMX,
The Fuzztones,
Stiv Bators,
Guru Guru,
Nirvana,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Monks,
Bluetip,
FM Einheit,
the Fania All-Stars,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.