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 Kazakhstan and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Associates to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Bobby Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Hutcherson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Happenings record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dorothy Ashby record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Wells,
Mandrill,
Robert Hood,
T.S.O.L.,
Adolescents,
Eddi Front,
Moss Icon,
The Cramps,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Metal Thangz,
Glenn Branca,
Lalann,
Lou Christie,
Bill Near,
Nas,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Barrington Levy,
Marvin Gaye,
Reuben Wilson,
The Techniques,
Aural Exciters,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Talk Talk,
Sonic Youth,
Blossom Toes,
Idris Muhammad,
Scan 7,
Danielle Patucci,
Tres Demented,
In Retrospect,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Rekid,
Camouflage,
Harpers Bizarre,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Fear,
Bobby Sherman,
Niagra,
Kenny Larkin,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Albert Ayler,
Jawbox,
Archie Shepp,
Blake Baxter,
John Foxx,
The Cure,
The Evens,
Tubeway Army,
Thompson Twins,
Pulsallama,
Sam Rivers,
Nation of Ulysses,
Neu!,
Organ,
Ronan,
Skaos, Skaos, Skaos, Skaos.
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.