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 Mauritius 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 Spokane and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the 808 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 Wake to the techno 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 Television. All the underground hits.
All Suicide tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bluetip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Easy Going,
Danielle Patucci,
John Holt,
Rites of Spring,
Joe Smooth,
Brothers Johnson,
Kayak,
Chris Corsano,
Unwound,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Pulsallama,
Severed Heads,
Roxy Music,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Soulsonic Force,
Alison Limerick,
Rod Modell,
Black Pus,
The Motions,
Moby Grape,
Malaria!,
Sonic Youth,
the Normal,
Flipper,
Pet Shop Boys,
Delta 5,
Harry Pussy,
Joey Negro,
Gil Scott Heron,
Josef K,
Ken Boothe,
Jeff Mills,
Eurythmics,
Swans,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Fugs,
Groovy Waters,
The Leaves,
Crispy Ambulance,
Model 500,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Fear,
Ronnie Foster,
Hashim,
Sparks,
Livin' Joy,
David McCallum,
the Swans,
Motorama,
Stereo Dub,
The J.B.'s,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Derrick May,
Surgeon,
Skriet,
Pantytec,
Q65,
MC5,
David Bowie,
Panda Bear,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.