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 Kenya and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Trumans Water to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Larry & the Blue Notes. All the underground hits.
All Jacob Miller tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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 spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
John Holt,
Lucky Dragons,
The Count Five,
Smog,
Funky Four + One,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Kayak,
Lakeside,
Scott Walker,
The Dirtbombs,
The Beau Brummels,
Marvin Gaye,
Warren Ellis,
Joe Smooth,
Visage,
June of 44,
Ituana,
Chris & Cosey,
Frankie Knuckles,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
New York Dolls,
Crash Course in Science,
Bill Near,
Boredoms,
Fugazi,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Velvet Underground,
The Cosmic Jokers,
World's Most,
Fatback Band,
Moby Grape,
Graham Central Station,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Rhythm & Sound,
Grey Daturas,
Groovy Waters,
Sonic Youth,
The Alarm Clocks,
Aural Exciters,
Althea and Donna,
Cheater Slicks,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Schoolly D,
The Fall,
Donald Byrd,
Joy Division,
Echospace,
Jesper Dahlback,
Neu!,
Main Source,
The Smiths,
Don Cherry,
Los Fastidios,
One Last Wish,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.