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 Turkmenistan and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 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 Connie Case to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Parrish 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Count Five,
Althea and Donna,
Magazine,
Kevin Saunderson,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rotary Connection,
Agent Orange,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Neon Judgement,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Names,
Tom Boy,
Young Marble Giants,
Lucky Dragons,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Alton Ellis,
Sam Rivers,
The Remains,
Negative Approach,
The Skatalites,
Robert Hood,
Robert Wyatt,
Camouflage,
Procol Harum,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Black Bananas,
Pantytec,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Rosa Yemen,
Janne Schatter,
Schoolly D,
Crooked Eye,
Andrew Hill,
Banda Bassotti,
Brothers Johnson,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Idris Muhammad,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
One Last Wish,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Second Layer,
Derrick May,
The Gun Club,
Panda Bear,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
AZ,
The Black Dice,
Lower 48,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lee Hazlewood,
Angry Samoans,
Adolescents,
Supertramp,
Charles Mingus,
Mars,
the Human League,
Inner City,
Royal Trux,
Massinfluence,
Lebanon Hanover,
Television, Television, Television, Television.
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.