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 Belize and from Philadelphia.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
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 Jerry's Kids to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Doors. All the underground hits.
All John Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arab on Radar,
Amon Düül,
Reuben Wilson,
Soul Sonic Force,
Angry Samoans,
The Detroit Cobras,
Tubeway Army,
The Moody Blues,
Isaac Hayes,
Los Fastidios,
the Swans,
Metal Thangz,
Sun City Girls,
Todd Rundgren,
Animal Collective,
June of 44,
Deakin,
UT,
Carl Craig,
Moss Icon,
Aswad,
Alphaville,
The Gories,
The Evens,
Patti Smith,
The Monochrome Set,
Kaleidoscope,
Ice-T,
Eric Dolphy,
Jesper Dahlback,
Q and Not U,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gregory Isaacs,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Glenn Branca,
Barbara Tucker,
Hoover,
The Velvet Underground,
PIL,
John Cale,
Slick Rick,
Hardrive,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Wake,
Byron Stingily,
CMW,
John Coltrane,
Traffic Nightmare,
Danielle Patucci,
Dark Day,
The Last Poets,
Magma,
Swell Maps,
Blancmange,
Ultravox,
Lower 48,
Cymande,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gastr Del Sol,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.