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 Sweden and from Seoul.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 X-101 to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All Gang of Four tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gabor Szabo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
The Music Machine,
Gang Gang Dance,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Circle Jerks,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Popol Vuh,
Dorothy Ashby,
Stereo Dub,
The Selecter,
Alice Coltrane,
June Days,
X-102,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
D'Angelo,
Scan 7,
K-Klass,
Essential Logic,
Junior Murvin,
Echospace,
Y Pants,
Terry Callier,
Urselle,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Moby Grape,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Minnie Riperton,
Amazonics,
Danielle Patucci,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bill Near,
Quadrant,
OOIOO,
Public Image Ltd.,
MC5,
Cecil Taylor,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sex Pistols,
Bang On A Can,
David Bowie,
Dark Day,
MDC,
Sun City Girls,
Hoover,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Victims,
Vainqueur,
Inner City,
Neil Young,
Iggy Pop,
Robert Hood,
Gil Scott Heron,
New Order,
LL Cool J,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Shuggie Otis,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.