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 Fiji and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Yusef Lateef to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool Moe Dee 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Charles Mingus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Pop Group,
The Invisible,
Alison Limerick,
Traffic Nightmare,
Zero Boys,
Rosa Yemen,
Average White Band,
Minor Threat,
Flash Fearless,
Morten Harket,
Dave Gahan,
Grauzone,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ossler,
Television,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Jeff Mills,
Stereo Dub,
Bush Tetras,
Faust,
Spoonie Gee,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Deepchord,
Panda Bear,
K-Klass,
Flamin' Groovies,
Carl Craig,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Roy Ayers,
Hoover,
Ultra Naté,
Visage,
Technova,
Youth Brigade,
Patti Smith,
Mad Mike,
Pylon,
8 Eyed Spy,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Slits,
Cameo,
The Durutti Column,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Fuzztones,
Brick,
Fad Gadget,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Half Japanese,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
John Coltrane,
OOIOO,
Colin Newman,
Roxette,
June Days,
Crispy Ambulance,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bronski Beat,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.