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 Nicaragua and from Beijing.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Sly & The Family Stone to the rock 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 Graham Central Station. All the underground hits.
All Pierre Henry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters 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 snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Modern Lovers,
Suburban Knight,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Todd Rundgren,
Public Enemy,
Man Eating Sloth,
Drive Like Jehu,
Anakelly,
Moby Grape,
Rosa Yemen,
Schoolly D,
Funkadelic,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pussy Galore,
Robert Görl,
Delta 5,
The American Breed,
Andrew Hill,
MC5,
Amon Düül,
Todd Terry,
Maleditus Sound,
Joe Smooth,
The Monochrome Set,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Toasters,
The Buckinghams,
The Star Department,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bill Wells,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Human League,
Minor Threat,
The Fall,
Con Funk Shun,
Lightning Bolt,
UT,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Altered Images,
Chrome,
Gang Green,
Neil Young,
Soft Machine,
The Golliwogs,
Sight & Sound,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ice-T,
PIL,
Johnny Clarke,
the Fania All-Stars,
Electric Prunes,
Technova,
Lungfish,
Ohio Players,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Don Cherry,
Crispian St. Peters,
Motorama,
Dual Sessions,
Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur.
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.