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 Sudan and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 linndrum 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 Ossler to the techno 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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Khruangbin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Idris Muhammad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Goldenarms,
Drexciya,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Main Source,
F. McDonald,
Ohio Players,
10cc,
Ronnie Foster,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Supertramp,
ABBA,
Roger Hodgson,
Little Man,
Ossler,
Eric Dolphy,
Blossom Toes,
Amon Düül,
Scott Walker,
Alphaville,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Intrusion,
Delta 5,
The Seeds,
The Gap Band,
Anthony Braxton,
Minnie Riperton,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gang Green,
Visage,
Infiniti,
Bill Wells,
The Shadows of Knight,
X-Ray Spex,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Traffic Nightmare,
Fear,
KRS-One,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Remains,
Connie Case,
Drive Like Jehu,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Count Five,
Brothers Johnson,
Silicon Teens,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Graham Central Station,
Underground Resistance,
Tom Boy,
OOIOO,
Jeff Lynne,
Soul II Soul,
Ultimate Spinach,
Aural Exciters,
The Dead C,
Yazoo,
The Beau Brummels,
Ken Boothe,
Deakin,
Sun Ra,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.