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 Rwanda and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 chamberlin 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 DJ Style to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 a-ha. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Surgeon,
the Association,
D'Angelo,
Amon Düül II,
Gang Green,
the Swans,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
LL Cool J,
Kayak,
Bobby Sherman,
Quando Quango,
Sam Rivers,
FM Einheit,
Glenn Branca,
The American Breed,
Moss Icon,
Robert Hood,
Blossom Toes,
Funky Four + One,
Arthur Verocai,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bootsy Collins,
Todd Rundgren,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rhythm & Sound,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Reuben Wilson,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
OOIOO,
Crispy Ambulance,
Country Teasers,
The Five Americans,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Dave Gahan,
T.S.O.L.,
Massinfluence,
Schoolly D,
Dennis Brown,
L. Decosne,
Kaleidoscope,
Monolake,
Siglo XX,
The Sonics,
Roxy Music,
Whodini,
The Neon Judgement,
Essential Logic,
The Stooges,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Doors,
The Mojo Men,
The Vogues,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Pharoah Sanders,
June Days,
Popol Vuh,
Livin' Joy,
Maleditus Sound,
JFA,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Seeds,
Bang On A Can,
The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible.
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.