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 Sweden and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Paris.
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 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 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 Deakin to the punk 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 Joyce Sims. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joey Negro record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül II,
The Modern Lovers,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Echospace,
Metal Thangz,
Judy Mowatt,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Moleskins,
Black Sheep,
Q65,
Infiniti,
Babytalk,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Yellowson,
Archie Shepp,
Liliput,
Terrestrial Tones,
Piero Umiliani,
the Human League,
Johnny Osbourne,
Andrew Hill,
Brothers Johnson,
The Doobie Brothers,
the Sonics,
Althea and Donna,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Vogues,
DNA,
Iggy Pop,
Altered Images,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Buckinghams,
Bob Dylan,
the Slits,
Rotary Connection,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
R.M.O.,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Yusef Lateef,
Royal Trux,
Alison Limerick,
Negative Approach,
Reagan Youth,
Saccharine Trust,
June of 44,
Todd Rundgren,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Blossom Toes,
Minnie Riperton,
Visage,
PIL,
Outsiders,
Little Man,
Freddie Wadling,
The Monochrome Set,
cv313,
Aswad,
Cheater Slicks,
Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band.
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.