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 Iceland and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Sao Paulo.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Birthday Party to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Count Five. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Axelrod 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monolake,
Lalo Schifrin,
the Human League,
Wally Richardson,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pussy Galore,
Minor Threat,
the Sonics,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Carl Craig,
Cameo,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Stooges,
Laurel Aitken,
The Cure,
Dual Sessions,
One Last Wish,
Junior Murvin,
Davy DMX,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Accadde A,
Circle Jerks,
Eddi Front,
Ronnie Foster,
Pulsallama,
The Happenings,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bronski Beat,
Gichy Dan,
Public Enemy,
Prince Buster,
Hot Snakes,
Ludus,
Basic Channel,
Adolescents,
Sam Rivers,
Goldenarms,
New Order,
The Kinks,
Pagans,
The Dirtbombs,
Moby Grape,
Faraquet,
Robert Hood,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Essential Logic,
This Heat,
Derrick May,
The Golliwogs,
Suburban Knight,
Inner City,
The Slits,
Anthony Braxton,
Lightning Bolt,
Pole,
Thee Headcoats,
Todd Rundgren,
Funkadelic,
Marine Girls,
Whodini,
Gregory Isaacs,
Soulsonic Force,
The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos.
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.