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 Colombia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Prince Buster to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Parry Music. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hardrive,
Yellowson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
In Retrospect,
The Knickerbockers,
Marvin Gaye,
The Standells,
the Association,
Pharoah Sanders,
Minny Pops,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Buckinghams,
Sonic Youth,
Man Parrish,
Second Layer,
Lalann,
Pole,
Mandrill,
JFA,
Fluxion,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bush Tetras,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Marine Girls,
Franke,
Bang On A Can,
Country Teasers,
Big Daddy Kane,
PIL,
Flash Fearless,
Ohio Players,
The Sonics,
D'Angelo,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Kurtis Blow,
Lou Christie,
Suburban Knight,
Marmalade,
Surgeon,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Associates,
Crime,
Pantaleimon,
Kas Product,
Toni Rubio,
Black Bananas,
The Angels of Light,
Chrome,
cv313,
Janne Schatter,
Talk Talk,
Pantytec,
Audionom,
Pulsallama,
Tommy Roe,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Negative Approach,
Harmonia,
The Divine Comedy,
KRS-One,
Organ,
Frankie Knuckles,
Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy.
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.