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 Tunisia and from Halifax.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Swans to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lebanon Hanover. All the underground hits.
All The Detroit Cobras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers 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?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Spoonie Gee,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kerri Chandler,
The Offenders,
Lungfish,
Hasil Adkins,
Youth Brigade,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Barbara Tucker,
The Seeds,
Jesper Dahlback,
Quadrant,
Circle Jerks,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sonic Youth,
Juan Atkins,
DJ Style,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Drive Like Jehu,
The American Breed,
Harmonia,
D'Angelo,
Byron Stingily,
Pantytec,
Pharoah Sanders,
Donny Hathaway,
The Human League,
Icehouse,
The Pretty Things,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Au Pairs,
the Normal,
Boredoms,
Glenn Branca,
Arab on Radar,
Neil Young,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Joyce Sims,
Quantec,
Drexciya,
Porter Ricks,
F. McDonald,
Lyres,
Eden Ahbez,
Gichy Dan,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Rufus Thomas,
Josef K,
MC5,
Stiv Bators,
Suburban Knight,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Selecter,
X-Ray Spex,
Moebius,
ABC,
The Blackbyrds,
Delta 5,
The Knickerbockers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.