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 Sweden and from Madrid.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Lakeside to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Morten Harket. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispian St. Peters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
Kenny Larkin,
The Moleskins,
Black Sheep,
James White and The Blacks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jesper Dahlback,
Joensuu 1685,
Infiniti,
The Gap Band,
Warsaw,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Janne Schatter,
Aloha Tigers,
Connie Case,
June of 44,
Los Fastidios,
Television Personalities,
Bill Near,
Sound Behaviour,
Eden Ahbez,
kango's stein massive,
Terry Callier,
Make Up,
Crispian St. Peters,
Althea and Donna,
Delta 5,
Half Japanese,
Morten Harket,
Second Layer,
the Germs,
Lindisfarne,
Blake Baxter,
Mary Jane Girls,
Buzzcocks,
DJ Sneak,
The Neon Judgement,
Marine Girls,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Flash Fearless,
Brand Nubian,
Visage,
The Count Five,
Dark Day,
New York Dolls,
Kayak,
Al Stewart,
Maleditus Sound,
The J.B.'s,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jawbox,
Index,
a-ha,
Chris Corsano,
Moss Icon,
Matthew Bourne,
Monks,
Reuben Wilson,
Soul Sonic Force,
Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson, Brothers Johnson.
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.