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 Nicaragua and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 güiro 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 Anthony Braxton to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Barrington Levy. All the underground hits.
All Warsaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fortunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young & Crazy Horse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Offenders,
Vladislav Delay,
Franke,
the Human League,
the Swans,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Barrington Levy,
The Barracudas,
X-Ray Spex,
Minor Threat,
Bluetip,
DJ Sneak,
Supertramp,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Half Japanese,
The Gories,
Rites of Spring,
Arab on Radar,
Freddie Wadling,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Slits,
Black Bananas,
Wings,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Absolute Body Control,
T.S.O.L.,
Skarface,
Tomorrow,
The Moleskins,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Dennis Brown,
Minnie Riperton,
Letta Mbulu,
Qualms,
Terry Callier,
Aural Exciters,
The Associates,
Hoover,
Rekid,
Hashim,
Fad Gadget,
Nik Kershaw,
Cabaret Voltaire,
AZ,
Boz Scaggs,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Thompson Twins,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Slackers,
Maleditus Sound,
The Standells,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Swans,
Arcadia,
Marshall Jefferson,
Royal Trux,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.