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 Portugal and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Kenny Larkin to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.
All Max Romeo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donald Byrd 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Fania All-Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord 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?
The Golliwogs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Pop Group,
The Vogues,
Suicide,
Laurel Aitken,
Malaria!,
Kerrie Biddell,
Erykah Badu,
cv313,
James White and The Blacks,
Brand Nubian,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Subhumans,
Unwound,
Josef K,
Dave Gahan,
Charles Mingus,
The New Christs,
Adolescents,
Television,
ABBA,
Rekid,
Mandrill,
Cluster,
Kaleidoscope,
Jandek,
X-101,
Jacques Brel,
Sound Behaviour,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Can,
Black Flag,
Nirvana,
Scratch Acid,
Q and Not U,
Minnie Riperton,
Bill Near,
E-Dancer,
Wasted Youth,
Pole,
Colin Newman,
Youth Brigade,
Man Parrish,
Scientists,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Don Cherry,
Johnny Osbourne,
OOIOO,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Victims,
MC5,
Junior Murvin,
Heaven 17,
Bush Tetras,
Chris & Cosey,
Cheater Slicks,
D'Angelo,
Tubeway Army,
Sex Pistols,
Siglo XX,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.