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 Bulgaria and from Beijing.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Glasgow.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Pagans to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ornette Coleman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ajijia Myrayebe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronnie Foster,
48th St. Collective,
Kevin Saunderson,
Nirvana,
Cal Tjader,
Ludus,
Eddi Front,
Massinfluence,
Roy Ayers,
Boogie Down Productions,
Television Personalities,
Rakim,
Tim Buckley,
FM Einheit,
Flamin' Groovies,
Morten Harket,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lightning Bolt,
Bob Dylan,
Sarah Menescal,
Cameo,
Sällskapet,
Sun City Girls,
Slave,
Loose Ends,
Kenny Larkin,
The Fall,
The Blackbyrds,
The Evens,
Sugar Minott,
Agent Orange,
Dennis Brown,
Anthony Braxton,
Pere Ubu,
Pantytec,
Susan Cadogan,
The Invisible,
The Sound,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Cheater Slicks,
Soulsonic Force,
Colin Newman,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Albert Ayler,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Flesh Eaters,
Roger Hodgson,
Fluxion,
Connie Case,
Television,
Scion,
Darondo,
The Fire Engines,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Rekid,
Andrew Hill,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lalo Schifrin,
Kas Product,
Tears for Fears,
Excepter,
Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy.
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.