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 Morocco and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Glasgow.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the organ 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 Grandmaster Flash to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Cybotron. All the underground hits.
All Traffic Nightmare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk 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 mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rapeman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
China Crisis,
EPMD,
Lebanon Hanover,
One Last Wish,
Joey Negro,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Tim Buckley,
New York Dolls,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Soft Cell,
Glambeats Corp.,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Magazine,
Stetsasonic,
Livin' Joy,
Althea and Donna,
Gerry Rafferty,
Parry Music,
Icehouse,
Kaleidoscope,
Dorothy Ashby,
Talk Talk,
Barbara Tucker,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
June of 44,
Unrelated Segments,
Black Sheep,
Country Teasers,
The Skatalites,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Godley & Creme,
Neu!,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
CMW,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Piero Umiliani,
Funky Four + One,
The Shadows of Knight,
Drexciya,
The Names,
The Count Five,
The Birthday Party,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Stooges,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Mission of Burma,
The Raincoats,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Depeche Mode,
The Slits,
Chrome,
Basic Channel,
MDC,
Gang Green,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Dave Clark Five,
Amon Düül,
Lyres,
The Seeds,
Technova,
D'Angelo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.