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 Latvia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 808 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 Traffic Nightmare to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All The Knickerbockers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pole record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool Moe Dee,
Dorothy Ashby,
Suicide,
Deepchord,
OOIOO,
Dead Boys,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Sound,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Television,
The Associates,
The Detroit Cobras,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Monks,
The Gun Club,
Marc Almond,
Neil Young,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Index,
Toni Rubio,
Josef K,
Aural Exciters,
Boz Scaggs,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
June Days,
The J.B.'s,
Marvin Gaye,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Anthony Braxton,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Stereo Dub,
The Dave Clark Five,
Arab on Radar,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Eurythmics,
The Slits,
David Axelrod,
Scratch Acid,
The Young Rascals,
Technova,
Newcleus,
Mission of Burma,
The New Christs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Terry Callier,
Dark Day,
Tomorrow,
Magazine,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
K-Klass,
Moss Icon,
Nas,
Bad Manners,
Yazoo,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Black Dice,
Swans,
Janne Schatter,
Black Flag,
Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion.
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.