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 Solomon Islands and from Glasgow.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Lou Reed 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the disco 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 The Toasters. All the underground hits.
All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fela Kuti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a linndrum and a marimba 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 arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dead Boys,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
X-101,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Robert Hood,
Shuggie Otis,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Cal Tjader,
The Mojo Men,
David Axelrod,
The American Breed,
The Cure,
Iggy Pop,
Babytalk,
The Raincoats,
Magma,
Howard Jones,
Kevin Saunderson,
the Germs,
Laurel Aitken,
Sam Rivers,
Pantaleimon,
Youth Brigade,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Goldenarms,
Chris & Cosey,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sight & Sound,
Angry Samoans,
Steve Hackett,
Drive Like Jehu,
Zero Boys,
The Golliwogs,
Hot Snakes,
Mad Mike,
The Vogues,
Urselle,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
David McCallum,
The Angels of Light,
Franke,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
One Last Wish,
Peter & Gordon,
Slave,
The Sound,
The Happenings,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Skriet,
Pagans,
Arcadia,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marmalade,
Matthew Halsall,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Joensuu 1685,
Letta Mbulu,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Victims,
The Tremeloes,
Archie Shepp,
Zapp,
Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas.
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.