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 Ukraine and from New York.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Massinfluence to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All David Bowie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ralphi Rosario,
Cymande,
Robert Görl,
Gong,
Shuggie Otis,
Theoretical Girls,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Boz Scaggs,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
K-Klass,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Altered Images,
8 Eyed Spy,
Make Up,
Minnie Riperton,
Lungfish,
Trumans Water,
The Wake,
the Normal,
Gichy Dan,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Schoolly D,
Gerry Rafferty,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Bob Dylan,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Laurel Aitken,
Depeche Mode,
The Black Dice,
Hardrive,
Joy Division,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Black Flag,
Black Bananas,
Subhumans,
Marcia Griffiths,
Radiopuhelimet,
Con Funk Shun,
Sandy B,
Duran Duran,
Sonic Youth,
Joe Smooth,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Livin' Joy,
Bizarre Inc.,
LL Cool J,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lucky Dragons,
Jandek,
Blancmange,
Kool Moe Dee,
Negative Approach,
Young Marble Giants,
Nils Olav,
Agent Orange,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Joey Negro,
Radio Birdman,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Erasure, Erasure, Erasure, Erasure.
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.