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 Bhutan and from Copenhagen.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Basic Channel to the rock 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All Roger Hodgson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every De La Soul & Jungle Brothers 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Adolescents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Divine Comedy,
Suburban Knight,
Underground Resistance,
The Durutti Column,
Sister Nancy,
Derrick Morgan,
Arab on Radar,
Rotary Connection,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lee Hazlewood,
Moebius,
Lakeside,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Mission of Burma,
D'Angelo,
Kayak,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Babytalk,
Aaron Thompson,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Barbara Tucker,
Sandy B,
The Doors,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Hardrive,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
AZ,
Dawn Penn,
Brass Construction,
Tim Buckley,
Television Personalities,
The Golliwogs,
Outsiders,
A Certain Ratio,
Los Fastidios,
Dark Day,
Rekid,
the Germs,
U.S. Maple,
Carl Craig,
Grey Daturas,
The United States of America,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Toni Rubio,
Boz Scaggs,
The Gap Band,
Au Pairs,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bush Tetras,
The Doobie Brothers,
Big Daddy Kane,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Hashim,
Eric Dolphy,
Lou Reed,
Archie Shepp,
Organ,
Matthew Bourne,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
kango's stein massive,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.