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 Azerbaijan and from Portland.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Public Enemy to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Jawbox. All the underground hits.
All Minor Threat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 48th St. Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Graham Central Station,
The Searchers,
Altered Images,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Absolute Body Control,
Lindisfarne,
Rekid,
Bizarre Inc.,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ultravox,
Scientists,
Frankie Knuckles,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Cybotron,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Dead C,
Echospace,
New Order,
Clear Light,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Q and Not U,
Model 500,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Hoover,
Mark Hollis,
Peter and Kerry,
AZ,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Fire Engines,
The Slits,
Aaron Thompson,
Liliput,
Deepchord,
The Barracudas,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lou Reed,
Desert Stars,
The Doobie Brothers,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Pretty Things,
Parry Music,
Television Personalities,
The Blackbyrds,
Dead Boys,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Panda Bear,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lalann,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Yusef Lateef,
Simply Red,
Jesper Dahlback,
Motorama,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Buckinghams,
Chris & Cosey,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
10cc,
Minny Pops,
Chris Corsano,
Camberwell Now,
Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel.
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.