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 Austria and from Shanghai.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the organ 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 Swans to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All Ultimate Spinach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Neu!,
Fela Kuti,
Donny Hathaway,
Camberwell Now,
Radiohead,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Man Parrish,
Cluster,
Kaleidoscope,
The Fall,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Agitation Free,
Reagan Youth,
E-Dancer,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Mantronix,
Soul Sonic Force,
OOIOO,
Sam Rivers,
The Vogues,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Marc Almond,
Siglo XX,
The Tremeloes,
the Bar-Kays,
Eric Copeland,
Von Mondo,
X-101,
K-Klass,
The Modern Lovers,
Laurel Aitken,
The Count Five,
The New Christs,
Barbara Tucker,
Arab on Radar,
Mark Hollis,
Bluetip,
the Association,
Stockholm Monsters,
This Heat,
The Residents,
Michelle Simonal,
Funkadelic,
Model 500,
Arthur Verocai,
The Motions,
Bobby Womack,
The Monochrome Set,
Black Moon,
The Slackers,
Outsiders,
The Smiths,
The United States of America,
Ultra Naté,
Toni Rubio,
Stiv Bators,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Stetsasonic,
Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion.
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.