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 Serbia and from Jakarta.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Grey Daturas to the punk 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 The Sound. All the underground hits.
All T. Rex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Zeros,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Saints,
48th St. Collective,
Lucky Dragons,
Sun City Girls,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Eli Mardock,
Agent Orange,
MDC,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Soul II Soul,
Lakeside,
K-Klass,
Soft Machine,
China Crisis,
Black Bananas,
The Sonics,
Pere Ubu,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Happenings,
Cecil Taylor,
the Swans,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Infiniti,
PIL,
Newcleus,
Metal Thangz,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Nirvana,
The Star Department,
Ralphi Rosario,
Colin Newman,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Althea and Donna,
The Mojo Men,
The Wake,
Lalann,
Prince Buster,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Connie Case,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Magazine,
Quadrant,
Angry Samoans,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kayak,
Kevin Saunderson,
Barbara Tucker,
Rekid,
Pagans,
Niagra,
Gichy Dan,
Make Up,
Alton Ellis,
Stereo Dub,
Trumans Water,
Man Parrish,
Lou Christie,
The Vogues,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
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.