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 Morocco and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Kinks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scion,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Piero Umiliani,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
T.S.O.L.,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Judy Mowatt,
Yazoo,
The Smoke,
Yellowson,
Moby Grape,
Ornette Coleman,
Half Japanese,
Rufus Thomas,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Excepter,
Section 25,
Eric Copeland,
The Fugs,
Henry Cow,
DJ Sneak,
Trumans Water,
Zapp,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Eurythmics,
Black Flag,
Derrick Morgan,
Thee Headcoats,
Hashim,
The Five Americans,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Todd Terry,
The Last Poets,
Agitation Free,
Franke,
The Toasters,
Schoolly D,
Pussy Galore,
Ultravox,
Robert Hood,
The Count Five,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Victims,
London Community Gospel Choir,
John Cale,
Dawn Penn,
Echospace,
DNA,
Neu!,
Monolake,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ralphi Rosario,
Nirvana,
Connie Case,
The Grass Roots,
Royal Trux,
Angry Samoans,
New Order,
Kurtis Blow,
Malaria!,
Make Up,
Smog,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.