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 Ukraine and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Holger Czukay 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 Lee Hazlewood to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sandy B. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
The Index,
Section 25,
Unwound,
New Order,
The Tremeloes,
Amon Düül II,
ABBA,
Chris Corsano,
These Immortal Souls,
Radiohead,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pantytec,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ultimate Spinach,
Reagan Youth,
Yusef Lateef,
Eli Mardock,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sandy B,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gastr Del Sol,
Matthew Halsall,
Jerry's Kids,
Gang Gang Dance,
Slick Rick,
H. Thieme,
Albert Ayler,
Mantronix,
Loose Ends,
Minutemen,
Scientists,
The Slits,
Glambeats Corp.,
Laurel Aitken,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Music Machine,
Joyce Sims,
The Slackers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pole,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Man Eating Sloth,
Blossom Toes,
In Retrospect,
The Walker Brothers,
Pharoah Sanders,
Roy Ayers,
Little Man,
The Vogues,
Brand Nubian,
Boredoms,
Panda Bear,
Josef K,
Hasil Adkins,
Q and Not U,
Tubeway Army,
Barbara Tucker,
Television,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Letta Mbulu,
KRS-One,
Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja.
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.