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 Afghanistan and from Spokane.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Johnny Osbourne to the grunge 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 The Barracudas. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Jesus and Mary Chain record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Birthday Party,
The Dirtbombs,
The Modern Lovers,
Young Marble Giants,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kayak,
Fear,
The Grass Roots,
Liliput,
EPMD,
Brand Nubian,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gang Starr,
Basic Channel,
Piero Umiliani,
Jeff Lynne,
Harry Pussy,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Archie Shepp,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Evens,
Moebius,
Thee Headcoats,
Panda Bear,
Boz Scaggs,
Lungfish,
Josef K,
Nas,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Delon & Dalcan,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sarah Menescal,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
K-Klass,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Magma,
Max Romeo,
The Happenings,
Marshall Jefferson,
cv313,
Yaz,
These Immortal Souls,
Darondo,
Zero Boys,
Chris & Cosey,
DNA,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dark Day,
Infiniti,
Flash Fearless,
Jerry's Kids,
Ornette Coleman,
Robert Görl,
Todd Terry,
Flipper,
Roger Hodgson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Brass Construction,
Yusef Lateef,
New Age Steppers,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.