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 France and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 rhodes 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 Minutemen to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Invisible record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deadbeat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
Symarip,
Derrick Morgan,
Bobby Womack,
The Angels of Light,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scientists,
Chrome,
Essential Logic,
Soul II Soul,
Aloha Tigers,
Sexual Harrassment,
Vladislav Delay,
Clear Light,
Wire,
Gang Green,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Gun Club,
Barry Ungar,
X-102,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Anakelly,
Dennis Brown,
Deepchord,
Althea and Donna,
Main Source,
OOIOO,
The Blues Magoos,
FM Einheit,
Dual Sessions,
Tomorrow,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Funky Four + One,
June of 44,
Niagra,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Joy Division,
Country Teasers,
Sun Ra,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gang of Four,
Electric Prunes,
The Neon Judgement,
Unrelated Segments,
Nas,
Oneida,
The Trojans,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Thompson Twins,
Urselle,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bill Near,
The Velvet Underground,
Faraquet,
Dorothy Ashby,
Absolute Body Control,
The Blackbyrds,
Darondo,
The Knickerbockers,
Swans, Swans, Swans, Swans.
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.