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 Laos and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Beijing.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Zeros to the funk 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 The Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Remains record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maleditus Sound,
Y Pants,
Bluetip,
Liliput,
Joensuu 1685,
Susan Cadogan,
Barclay James Harvest,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Marine Girls,
Chrome,
Darondo,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gil Scott Heron,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Selecter,
Neu!,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Crime,
Wings,
The Gories,
Jesper Dahlback,
Brothers Johnson,
Delon & Dalcan,
Soul II Soul,
Audionom,
Kevin Saunderson,
Massinfluence,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
8 Eyed Spy,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Metal Thangz,
Underground Resistance,
Pole,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Moody Blues,
Piero Umiliani,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Joey Negro,
E-Dancer,
Kool Moe Dee,
Stetsasonic,
Nation of Ulysses,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Monks,
Schoolly D,
Tommy Roe,
Amon Düül II,
Jandek,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Barbara Tucker,
Outsiders,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Magazine,
Can,
CMW,
Bush Tetras,
Pussy Galore,
Derrick Morgan,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.