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 Kiribati and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Dennis Brown to the grunge 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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cramps 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Infiniti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Stetsasonic,
Kerrie Biddell,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Echospace,
The J.B.'s,
Cluster,
Connie Case,
E-Dancer,
The Doors,
Gabor Szabo,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lakeside,
Model 500,
Bronski Beat,
ABBA,
Ten City,
Kevin Saunderson,
New York Dolls,
The Beau Brummels,
Bill Near,
Talk Talk,
Bizarre Inc.,
Arab on Radar,
The Walker Brothers,
The Gap Band,
Scan 7,
Visage,
Minutemen,
The Alarm Clocks,
Bobby Byrd,
The Divine Comedy,
John Foxx,
Max Romeo,
Motorama,
Minny Pops,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
John Cale,
Neil Young,
The Seeds,
Hashim,
Mandrill,
Skarface,
Mr. Review,
The Cure,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Camouflage,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Pop Group,
The Young Rascals,
Robert Wyatt,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Selecter,
The Durutti Column,
Mars,
Idris Muhammad,
Kayak,
Grey Daturas,
Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers.
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.