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 Malta and from Beijing.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Von Mondo 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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All Radiohead tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Normal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
Joey Negro,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ultra Naté,
ABC,
Von Mondo,
Spandau Ballet,
Sexual Harrassment,
Darondo,
Pagans,
Mars,
The Misunderstood,
Pantaleimon,
Freddie Wadling,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Isaac Hayes,
Jesper Dahlback,
Aaron Thompson,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ohio Players,
Robert Hood,
Groovy Waters,
DJ Sneak,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Rakim,
Fatback Band,
Tropical Tobacco,
the Slits,
Stetsasonic,
X-Ray Spex,
The Mummies,
The Moleskins,
Brothers Johnson,
The Buckinghams,
Patti Smith,
Bill Wells,
Eve St. Jones,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gang of Four,
Peter & Gordon,
Vainqueur,
The Seeds,
Roxette,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Skriet,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Angry Samoans,
Parry Music,
Moby Grape,
Skarface,
The New Christs,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Fugazi,
Grey Daturas,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.