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 Portugal and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Maleditus Sound to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Rhythm & Sound. All the underground hits.
All The Fugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spoonie Gee record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fuzztones,
This Heat,
Josef K,
Sparks,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Joyce Sims,
Royal Trux,
the Fania All-Stars,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tears for Fears,
The Moleskins,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Mojo Men,
Lightning Bolt,
Cheater Slicks,
Country Teasers,
Basic Channel,
The Litter,
D'Angelo,
DNA,
Oblivians,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Doors,
Funkadelic,
Eddi Front,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Slackers,
Joe Finger,
Jeff Mills,
Man Parrish,
Cymande,
Gerry Rafferty,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Matthew Bourne,
Todd Terry,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Siglo XX,
Audionom,
Kenny Larkin,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pantytec,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Neil Young,
Young Marble Giants,
Slave,
Tim Buckley,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kurtis Blow,
Half Japanese,
Nirvana,
The Residents,
Amon Düül II,
Unwound,
Letta Mbulu,
Das Ding,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet.
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.