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 Vanuatu and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 arpeggiator 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 DNA to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Mills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arab on Radar record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Gang Starr,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Country Teasers,
Desert Stars,
Faust,
Joe Finger,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Metal Thangz,
Barrington Levy,
Donald Byrd,
Marmalade,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Qualms,
Underground Resistance,
DJ Style,
David Axelrod,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Zeros,
R.M.O.,
Bootsy Collins,
The Doobie Brothers,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Smiths,
Soulsonic Force,
Minutemen,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Robert Hood,
Newcleus,
Marc Almond,
Moebius,
Kerri Chandler,
Hoover,
The Standells,
Maurizio,
Agitation Free,
Tommy Roe,
Massinfluence,
Bill Wells,
The Tremeloes,
EPMD,
The Golliwogs,
Depeche Mode,
Sun City Girls,
Sarah Menescal,
The Evens,
Godley & Creme,
Peter and Kerry,
Blossom Toes,
Average White Band,
Wings,
Cymande,
Albert Ayler,
Mission of Burma,
The Pop Group,
The Offenders,
Symarip,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Raincoats,
Panda Bear,
the Slits,
Amon Düül,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.
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.