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 Finland and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare 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 The Alarm Clocks to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All B.T. Express tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Adolescents 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
The American Breed,
Essential Logic,
Kerri Chandler,
The Count Five,
Bauhaus,
Sam Rivers,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Shadows of Knight,
Franke,
Rakim,
Groovy Waters,
Tres Demented,
Urselle,
Jimmy McGriff,
Erasure,
The Doors,
Stetsasonic,
The Dead C,
Mo-Dettes,
Pussy Galore,
Barbara Tucker,
The Moleskins,
Eurythmics,
Ituana,
Mandrill,
Graham Central Station,
Anthony Braxton,
Stockholm Monsters,
Moby Grape,
Index,
Con Funk Shun,
Shoche,
Connie Case,
Moebius,
the Bar-Kays,
Mary Jane Girls,
Neu!,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
ABC,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Tremeloes,
Animal Collective,
Depeche Mode,
The Techniques,
Kaleidoscope,
Wasted Youth,
Robert Görl,
Tommy Roe,
Model 500,
Piero Umiliani,
Bluetip,
Audionom,
The Invisible,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Zeros,
The United States of America,
A Certain Ratio,
Archie Shepp,
DJ Sneak,
Oneida,
Minnie Riperton,
Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt.
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.