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 Estonia and from Milan.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Sam Rivers to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Eli Mardock. All the underground hits.
All The Barracudas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Scion,
The Techniques,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sly & The Family Stone,
China Crisis,
The Velvet Underground,
Derrick Morgan,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Gories,
The Walker Brothers,
Throbbing Gristle,
Godley & Creme,
Eric B and Rakim,
Flamin' Groovies,
Niagra,
Bang On A Can,
Suicide,
Inner City,
X-Ray Spex,
Interpol,
The Alarm Clocks,
Chris & Cosey,
Unwound,
La Düsseldorf,
Silicon Teens,
Rhythm & Sound,
Eli Mardock,
Mantronix,
Erasure,
Adolescents,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Pantytec,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Dorothy Ashby,
Saccharine Trust,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
PIL,
Tres Demented,
Altered Images,
Alphaville,
Kaleidoscope,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Blancmange,
Dave Gahan,
Qualms,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Standells,
Section 25,
Radiohead,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Monochrome Set,
The Victims,
Fatback Band,
Maurizio,
L. Decosne,
Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange.
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.