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 Uzbekistan and from Tehran.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Lalann 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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All Ultimate Spinach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tomorrow 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Womack record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Erykah Badu,
Stockholm Monsters,
Japan,
Unrelated Segments,
Rakim,
Bad Manners,
Vladislav Delay,
Toni Rubio,
Pagans,
Althea and Donna,
Fugazi,
L. Decosne,
Accadde A,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Zeros,
Crispy Ambulance,
Wings,
Shuggie Otis,
X-Ray Spex,
Black Flag,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
kango's stein massive,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Swell Maps,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Dorothy Ashby,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Pretty Things,
The Slits,
Skaos,
Groovy Waters,
Jeru the Damaja,
Monolake,
Nick Fraelich,
The Doobie Brothers,
Radiohead,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
H. Thieme,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Robert Görl,
The Dirtbombs,
Bang On A Can,
Flash Fearless,
Eden Ahbez,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ronan,
Clear Light,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bluetip,
Stereo Dub,
MDC,
The Move,
The Selecter,
Matthew Halsall,
Robert Wyatt,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Deadbeat,
Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music.
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.