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 Thailand and from Bremen.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet 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 a-ha to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Art Ensemble Of Chicago record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boz Scaggs,
Lebanon Hanover,
Crash Course in Science,
H. Thieme,
Avey Tare,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Slick Rick,
kango's stein massive,
Alice Coltrane,
T.S.O.L.,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Cure,
Kayak,
Fat Boys,
The Neon Judgement,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Boredoms,
Flipper,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lower 48,
Guru Guru,
Aaron Thompson,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Barclay James Harvest,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sam Rivers,
Cybotron,
Man Eating Sloth,
Popol Vuh,
Yellowson,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Fall,
Ten City,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Eve St. Jones,
the Human League,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sixth Finger,
Accadde A,
Essential Logic,
DJ Sneak,
Danielle Patucci,
Jesper Dahlback,
Groovy Waters,
Skaos,
The Standells,
Peter & Gordon,
Rakim,
Metal Thangz,
Cymande,
Thompson Twins,
Cecil Taylor,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Funky Four + One,
Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr.
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.