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 Japan and from Milan.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Boz Scaggs to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All the Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mandrill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Loose Ends,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Gories,
Joyce Sims,
Cheater Slicks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Glenn Branca,
Ultimate Spinach,
Radiopuhelimet,
the Normal,
The Young Rascals,
Yazoo,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gang Starr,
Kurtis Blow,
The Electric Prunes,
Joy Division,
Fela Kuti,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Kas Product,
Dead Boys,
Alice Coltrane,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Evens,
kango's stein massive,
One Last Wish,
Frankie Knuckles,
ABBA,
Mad Mike,
The Toasters,
Marshall Jefferson,
cv313,
Flash Fearless,
Prince Buster,
Stockholm Monsters,
Symarip,
Charles Mingus,
Piero Umiliani,
Gang Green,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Selecter,
Wings,
Delon & Dalcan,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Suicide,
Popol Vuh,
Fat Boys,
Idris Muhammad,
The Star Department,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Organ,
Mission of Burma,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Monochrome Set,
Babytalk,
Freddie Wadling,
Duran Duran,
Brick,
Eric Dolphy,
Jeff Mills,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.