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 Cuba and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 theremin 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 Sun Ra to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Country Joe & The Fish. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visage,
Neu!,
Bootsy Collins,
Deadbeat,
Rekid,
Oblivians,
Schoolly D,
Nas,
Urselle,
Unrelated Segments,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Blake Baxter,
R.M.O.,
Pierre Henry,
Aloha Tigers,
Accadde A,
Soul Sonic Force,
Metal Thangz,
Jimmy McGriff,
Janne Schatter,
Bluetip,
Oneida,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Cymande,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Big Daddy Kane,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lucky Dragons,
Massinfluence,
Malaria!,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Slits,
Josef K,
Barbara Tucker,
OOIOO,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Tim Buckley,
Thompson Twins,
The Dave Clark Five,
Blancmange,
The Stooges,
Tears for Fears,
Chris & Cosey,
Basic Channel,
Black Bananas,
Erykah Badu,
Donny Hathaway,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sixth Finger,
Surgeon,
The New Christs,
Bad Manners,
The Residents,
Boogie Down Productions,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Nirvana,
Newcleus,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Birthday Party,
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.