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 Monaco and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Janne Schatter to the rap 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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gichy Dan,
Babytalk,
Country Teasers,
Gregory Isaacs,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
T.S.O.L.,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Fad Gadget,
Soulsonic Force,
10cc,
Sällskapet,
Sugar Minott,
Livin' Joy,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Fela Kuti,
The Velvet Underground,
Pet Shop Boys,
Glenn Branca,
Pere Ubu,
Soul Sonic Force,
Rosa Yemen,
Kenny Larkin,
Nick Fraelich,
Television Personalities,
LL Cool J,
JFA,
Little Man,
Heaven 17,
Scan 7,
The Evens,
The Smoke,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Residents,
Chrome,
Jerry's Kids,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Second Layer,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Joe Finger,
Traffic Nightmare,
Cheater Slicks,
Qualms,
Magma,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Detroit Cobras,
Silicon Teens,
Faust,
Easy Going,
The Standells,
The Fire Engines,
Zero Boys,
Terrestrial Tones,
Wire,
Black Flag,
Neil Young,
John Cale,
EPMD,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti.
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.