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 Argentina and from Madrid.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Evens to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy Collins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liliput,
a-ha,
Juan Atkins,
Second Layer,
Little Man,
James White and The Blacks,
Groovy Waters,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Nas,
Marmalade,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sight & Sound,
Brick,
Gang Starr,
OOIOO,
DJ Style,
Television Personalities,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Max Romeo,
Delon & Dalcan,
Soul Sonic Force,
Isaac Hayes,
Porter Ricks,
Marcia Griffiths,
Siglo XX,
The Tremeloes,
Lower 48,
ABC,
Masters at Work,
Bluetip,
The Litter,
Clear Light,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Nico,
The Cramps,
Magma,
Sparks,
Model 500,
Arcadia,
Fela Kuti,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Dual Sessions,
Pharoah Sanders,
Nation of Ulysses,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Robert Wyatt,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Shuggie Otis,
Letta Mbulu,
JFA,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Idris Muhammad,
Minnie Riperton,
Joensuu 1685,
The Last Poets,
Glenn Branca,
Althea and Donna,
R.M.O.,
T. Rex,
Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson.
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.