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 Nicaragua and from Salvador.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
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 Peter and Kerry to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Liliput. All the underground hits.
All Unrelated Segments tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Litter 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oneida record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jimmy McGriff,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Sonics,
The Knickerbockers,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Schoolly D,
Nas,
The Fall,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Remains,
The Electric Prunes,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Hoover,
The Tremeloes,
The Five Americans,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Minnie Riperton,
E-Dancer,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Durutti Column,
T.S.O.L.,
Sandy B,
This Heat,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Half Japanese,
Niagra,
Joensuu 1685,
The Raincoats,
Ultra Naté,
Magma,
The Golliwogs,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Monolake,
Main Source,
Ronnie Foster,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Derrick May,
Surgeon,
Saccharine Trust,
Jandek,
Con Funk Shun,
Lower 48,
The Victims,
Jeff Mills,
Erasure,
Nik Kershaw,
PIL,
Faust,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Swans,
Wolf Eyes,
Dave Gahan,
Kerrie Biddell,
Eli Mardock,
The Index,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Cecil Taylor,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Oblivians,
Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat.
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.