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 Maldives and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 chamberlin 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 Rotary Connection to the electroclash 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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Banda Bassotti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scientists,
Inner City,
The Busters,
Swell Maps,
Cheater Slicks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
R.M.O.,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Neon Judgement,
Model 500,
Minnie Riperton,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Robert Görl,
Moss Icon,
Nirvana,
Simply Red,
Guru Guru,
Gerry Rafferty,
T.S.O.L.,
Babytalk,
The Cramps,
Tim Buckley,
Sonic Youth,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Livin' Joy,
Average White Band,
Judy Mowatt,
Deepchord,
Big Daddy Kane,
Joyce Sims,
a-ha,
Barrington Levy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
the Normal,
Yusef Lateef,
Bang On A Can,
Cluster,
The Shadows of Knight,
Idris Muhammad,
B.T. Express,
The Residents,
John Lydon,
Severed Heads,
Aural Exciters,
Jeff Mills,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Max Romeo,
Bill Wells,
The Music Machine,
ABBA,
Thompson Twins,
Josef K,
Crash Course in Science,
The Blackbyrds,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lucky Dragons,
Ossler,
Pharoah Sanders,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.