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 Woodstock.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 güiro 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 Ajijia Myrayebe to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
OOIOO,
Tres Demented,
Todd Terry,
Heaven 17,
Au Pairs,
Easy Going,
Hardrive,
New York Dolls,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pere Ubu,
Roxette,
Albert Ayler,
Arcadia,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sarah Menescal,
Mars,
Steve Hackett,
Carl Craig,
Lalann,
Skarface,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Names,
Quando Quango,
The Shadows of Knight,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Nirvana,
Skriet,
Ludus,
Nico,
Slick Rick,
Joe Finger,
F. McDonald,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Scan 7,
Q65,
Michelle Simonal,
Underground Resistance,
Blancmange,
Echospace,
The Seeds,
Jawbox,
Isaac Hayes,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
U.S. Maple,
Quadrant,
Minor Threat,
The Kinks,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Leaves,
Thompson Twins,
Kerri Chandler,
Bill Near,
Funkadelic,
The Happenings,
The Fall,
Susan Cadogan,
The Toasters,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gang Gang Dance,
the Normal, the Normal, the Normal, the Normal.
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.