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 Nepal and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 Accra and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 mellotron 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 DJ Style to the rock 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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Los Fastidios 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth 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?
Piero Umiliani,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Glambeats Corp.,
Schoolly D,
Ice-T,
The Knickerbockers,
cv313,
Bill Near,
Moby Grape,
David Axelrod,
Public Enemy,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Fuzztones,
Visage,
Guru Guru,
The Pretty Things,
Pierre Henry,
Magma,
Morten Harket,
The Dirtbombs,
John Holt,
Scientists,
Monolake,
48th St. Collective,
Urselle,
Chris & Cosey,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gang Green,
Niagra,
Nick Fraelich,
JFA,
Jacob Miller,
Minny Pops,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Spandau Ballet,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Angels of Light,
Donny Hathaway,
MC5,
Ituana,
Dead Boys,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Harpers Bizarre,
Pantaleimon,
The Misunderstood,
Black Pus,
Massinfluence,
Accadde A,
The Kinks,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Blake Baxter,
Cluster,
Scrapy,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Quando Quango,
The Blackbyrds,
AZ,
Sam Rivers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Outsiders,
Unwound,
Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders.
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.