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 the UAE and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 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 Stiv Bators to the funk 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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo. All the underground hits.
All Deakin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
E-Dancer,
Youth Brigade,
Joe Finger,
Jeff Mills,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Velvet Underground,
Bobby Byrd,
Connie Case,
T.S.O.L.,
Soft Cell,
Black Sheep,
Trumans Water,
Dave Gahan,
Camberwell Now,
Ponytail,
Moss Icon,
Johnny Clarke,
Bang On A Can,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Franke,
Panda Bear,
Lou Christie,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Victims,
Grey Daturas,
Au Pairs,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Stereo Dub,
Monks,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Dark Day,
Marmalade,
Eden Ahbez,
Colin Newman,
The Kinks,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Mission of Burma,
Bad Manners,
8 Eyed Spy,
Todd Terry,
Procol Harum,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Theoretical Girls,
Little Man,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Black Dice,
Eric Dolphy,
Buzzcocks,
Japan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Heaven 17,
Chris Corsano,
Brand Nubian,
Lungfish,
Junior Murvin,
The J.B.'s,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.