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 Malaysia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 X-101 to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alphaville record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Livin' Joy,
Shuggie Otis,
Make Up,
Pantaleimon,
Trumans Water,
Swans,
Average White Band,
Ponytail,
Peter and Kerry,
The Star Department,
Sonic Youth,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Davy DMX,
June of 44,
The Litter,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Spoonie Gee,
Qualms,
Hardrive,
The Mummies,
Basic Channel,
U.S. Maple,
Aural Exciters,
Steve Hackett,
The Grass Roots,
Grandmaster Flash,
Cal Tjader,
Crispian St. Peters,
Black Pus,
MDC,
Black Bananas,
R.M.O.,
Johnny Osbourne,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Can,
Mantronix,
Isaac Hayes,
Chris & Cosey,
Saccharine Trust,
Morten Harket,
Laurel Aitken,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
MC5,
Parry Music,
La Düsseldorf,
Big Daddy Kane,
Rosa Yemen,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ultra Naté,
Nik Kershaw,
Wings,
Barclay James Harvest,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lebanon Hanover,
Donald Byrd,
The Stooges,
Colin Newman,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.