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 Sweden and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 snare 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 Lower 48 to the punk 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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme. All the underground hits.
All Chris Corsano tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Starr record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fort Wilson Riot,
James White and The Blacks,
Whodini,
Bauhaus,
Quadrant,
The Electric Prunes,
ABC,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Josef K,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lightning Bolt,
The Stooges,
Reuben Wilson,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Slits,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Birthday Party,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Television,
Jeff Mills,
The Vogues,
Derrick Morgan,
Pierre Henry,
Public Enemy,
The Gap Band,
Althea and Donna,
Chris Corsano,
Clear Light,
Mantronix,
Vainqueur,
Erykah Badu,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Fugs,
Pet Shop Boys,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Maurizio,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ken Boothe,
Tubeway Army,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Evens,
B.T. Express,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rhythm & Sound,
Curtis Mayfield,
Isaac Hayes,
Gabor Szabo,
Shuggie Otis,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Yusef Lateef,
New Order,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joy Division,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Charles Mingus,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Mad Mike,
Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters.
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.