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 Vanuatu and from Tokyo.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Vladislav Delay to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lou Christie. All the underground hits.
All Kerri Chandler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a La Düsseldorf record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Mission of Burma,
Porter Ricks,
Black Flag,
Animal Collective,
Dawn Penn,
Eurythmics,
Half Japanese,
cv313,
Anakelly,
Skaos,
Con Funk Shun,
CMW,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Skatalites,
Colin Newman,
Hashim,
Maleditus Sound,
The Dead C,
These Immortal Souls,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Silicon Teens,
Eric Copeland,
Rosa Yemen,
Das Ding,
Monks,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Seeds,
The Red Krayola,
Kerri Chandler,
Main Source,
Blancmange,
The Misunderstood,
Warren Ellis,
Warsaw,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Althea and Donna,
Audionom,
Average White Band,
Camberwell Now,
Kenny Larkin,
Idris Muhammad,
Wire,
Crash Course in Science,
Brand Nubian,
KRS-One,
X-102,
Panda Bear,
U.S. Maple,
Joe Smooth,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Toni Rubio,
Marc Almond,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Interpol,
New Age Steppers,
Arab on Radar,
Intrusion,
June Days,
The Durutti Column,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Mary Jane Girls,
Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer.
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.