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 Tajikistan and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Salvador.
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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Warsaw to the techno 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Nation of Ulysses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sly & The Family Stone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June Days,
David Bowie,
The Fortunes,
Freddie Wadling,
Boogie Down Productions,
Harpers Bizarre,
Kerri Chandler,
Anakelly,
Mars,
Minny Pops,
Outsiders,
The Gories,
Vladislav Delay,
Iggy Pop,
Dawn Penn,
The Dirtbombs,
MC5,
Frankie Knuckles,
Zero Boys,
Rapeman,
Scrapy,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Nils Olav,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Peter and Kerry,
Duran Duran,
Lakeside,
Scott Walker,
Maurizio,
The Slits,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ossler,
Scion,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Schoolly D,
Crime,
The Monochrome Set,
Alice Coltrane,
Sight & Sound,
Maleditus Sound,
Ornette Coleman,
Pet Shop Boys,
Organ,
Ronnie Foster,
Deadbeat,
Pierre Henry,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Associates,
Joensuu 1685,
John Cale,
OOIOO,
The Doors,
Vainqueur,
Sound Behaviour,
Tropical Tobacco,
Arab on Radar,
Rosa Yemen,
Wasted Youth,
The Misunderstood,
Bobby Byrd,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Hashim, Hashim, Hashim, Hashim.
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.