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 Afghanistan and from Spokane.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Freddie Wadling to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Camberwell Now. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barclay James Harvest record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
New Order,
Sam Rivers,
Girls At Our Best!,
Pantytec,
Rosa Yemen,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ponytail,
Scratch Acid,
Dennis Brown,
Bad Manners,
Cymande,
Bobby Womack,
Kayak,
The Modern Lovers,
Fat Boys,
Gang Starr,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Yazoo,
The Gap Band,
Fela Kuti,
Stetsasonic,
Faraquet,
Bill Near,
The Fortunes,
Thee Headcoats,
L. Decosne,
The Knickerbockers,
Adolescents,
Cybotron,
Anakelly,
The Zeros,
The Dirtbombs,
Pussy Galore,
Brand Nubian,
Ice-T,
Sound Behaviour,
The Happenings,
The Invisible,
Sällskapet,
Skaos,
Wings,
Eve St. Jones,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Nation of Ulysses,
Archie Shepp,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Rotary Connection,
Donald Byrd,
New Age Steppers,
Donny Hathaway,
Swans,
Hasil Adkins,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Buckinghams,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Fire Engines,
Moss Icon,
The Detroit Cobras,
Boogie Down Productions,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.