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 Indonesia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Idris Muhammad to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All Harry Pussy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Cale 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ituana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
Archie Shepp,
Newcleus,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Unrelated Segments,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Youth Brigade,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Joe Finger,
Wally Richardson,
Girls At Our Best!,
Rotary Connection,
Thee Headcoats,
Lakeside,
The Moleskins,
The Dave Clark Five,
Alphaville,
The Fuzztones,
One Last Wish,
Joy Division,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
John Coltrane,
Chris Corsano,
Godley & Creme,
Robert Hood,
Eric Copeland,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Slick Rick,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Soft Cell,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Residents,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
New Order,
kango's stein massive,
Joe Smooth,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Theoretical Girls,
Swell Maps,
Grauzone,
Bush Tetras,
Fad Gadget,
R.M.O.,
Make Up,
Q and Not U,
DNA,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Blackbyrds,
Brick,
Tres Demented,
Matthew Bourne,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pantaleimon,
Cybotron,
Frankie Knuckles,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Star Department,
The Mummies,
Goldenarms,
Heaven 17,
Monolake,
Brand Nubian,
Bobby Womack,
Model 500, Model 500, Model 500, Model 500.
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.