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 Nigeria and from Houston.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Trojans to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
Dark Day,
Pole,
Mandrill,
The Cramps,
Dual Sessions,
Boredoms,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
X-102,
Subhumans,
Ludus,
Warren Ellis,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Blossom Toes,
Zapp,
Jeff Lynne,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Byron Stingily,
Drive Like Jehu,
Spoonie Gee,
Marcia Griffiths,
Silicon Teens,
Big Daddy Kane,
Wally Richardson,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Toasters,
Sällskapet,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The J.B.'s,
Average White Band,
L. Decosne,
Altered Images,
Niagra,
Neu!,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Pretty Things,
Yaz,
The Residents,
The Misunderstood,
Black Flag,
Absolute Body Control,
Fugazi,
Henry Cow,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Rufus Thomas,
Crime,
Bootsy Collins,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Rapeman,
The Dirtbombs,
Bill Near,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Barracudas,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ponytail,
The Offenders,
Easy Going,
Zero Boys,
Young Marble Giants,
the Normal,
Scan 7,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels.
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.