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 Botswana and from Manchester.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Oneida to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Rufus Thomas. All the underground hits.
All Sister Nancy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joensuu 1685 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Traffic Nightmare,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Matthew Halsall,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Moss Icon,
Darondo,
Hardrive,
Jimmy McGriff,
Robert Görl,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Reagan Youth,
Panda Bear,
Roxy Music,
Urselle,
David Bowie,
Jandek,
Brothers Johnson,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pulsallama,
Marine Girls,
U.S. Maple,
Nils Olav,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ultravox,
The Fortunes,
Theoretical Girls,
The Blackbyrds,
Public Image Ltd.,
Loose Ends,
Gerry Rafferty,
Spoonie Gee,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Kinks,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lalann,
Aural Exciters,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Grandmaster Flash,
Liliput,
Make Up,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Marcia Griffiths,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Shuggie Otis,
Ornette Coleman,
Oblivians,
Brick,
Eddi Front,
Yusef Lateef,
Cecil Taylor,
Television Personalities,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
New Age Steppers,
Minor Threat,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Hoover,
Swell Maps,
Dual Sessions,
Sound Behaviour,
Zero Boys,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.