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 Togo and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 chamberlin 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 Eden Ahbez to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All The Cowsills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Frankie Knuckles record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Flag,
Charles Mingus,
Fear,
Youth Brigade,
PIL,
The Fuzztones,
Television,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Isaac Hayes,
Warsaw,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Sonics,
The Slackers,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Scion,
The Zeros,
Kerrie Biddell,
Anthony Braxton,
Bobby Sherman,
Duran Duran,
The Gap Band,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Sound,
Sun Ra,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Jacques Brel,
Piero Umiliani,
The Dirtbombs,
Connie Case,
CMW,
Sandy B,
Model 500,
Derrick May,
John Coltrane,
Barclay James Harvest,
Amon Düül II,
Jimmy McGriff,
Eve St. Jones,
Eden Ahbez,
Groovy Waters,
Half Japanese,
Grey Daturas,
Symarip,
Pylon,
The Grass Roots,
Bob Dylan,
Radiohead,
Marmalade,
Urselle,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Peter & Gordon,
Babytalk,
R.M.O.,
The Velvet Underground,
Thompson Twins,
Suburban Knight,
a-ha,
DNA,
Spoonie Gee,
EPMD,
Brothers Johnson,
Rekid, Rekid, Rekid, Rekid.
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.