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 Liberia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Animal Collective to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five. All the underground hits.
All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vladislav Delay 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Trojans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flamin' Groovies,
Delta 5,
Lou Christie,
R.M.O.,
Hoover,
The Human League,
Groovy Waters,
Erasure,
Stetsasonic,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Velvet Underground,
Anakelly,
The Walker Brothers,
Clear Light,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Evens,
Bizarre Inc.,
Shuggie Otis,
Donny Hathaway,
Wings,
Johnny Osbourne,
Yellowson,
Silicon Teens,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Terry Callier,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ossler,
Alton Ellis,
Fugazi,
Juan Atkins,
Kas Product,
Bobby Womack,
48th St. Collective,
Television,
Rakim,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Chris Corsano,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Roger Hodgson,
This Heat,
Crispy Ambulance,
Dennis Brown,
Cheater Slicks,
Unwound,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kool Moe Dee,
Trumans Water,
Letta Mbulu,
Eric Copeland,
The Modern Lovers,
Guru Guru,
LL Cool J,
Bill Near,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Vogues,
Rapeman,
Gerry Rafferty,
Schoolly D,
Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls.
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.