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 Mozambique 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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Arthur Verocai to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Trumans Water record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Los Fastidios,
Anthony Braxton,
Unwound,
Tomorrow,
Adolescents,
Animal Collective,
Brass Construction,
The Fall,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kool Moe Dee,
Wally Richardson,
Rotary Connection,
Carl Craig,
Aaron Thompson,
The American Breed,
Eve St. Jones,
Laurel Aitken,
Outsiders,
Schoolly D,
R.M.O.,
Joensuu 1685,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Brothers Johnson,
Reuben Wilson,
the Association,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Stiv Bators,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Roxy Music,
Graham Central Station,
This Heat,
Bill Near,
Big Daddy Kane,
Main Source,
Yellowson,
Jacob Miller,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
X-102,
The Mummies,
Bobby Sherman,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Wake,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Kinks,
Ronnie Foster,
Johnny Clarke,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Terrestrial Tones,
Nirvana,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
LL Cool J,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Move,
Nas,
Kayak,
Pylon,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Wings,
Donny Hathaway,
Subhumans,
The Vogues,
Joey Negro,
Lyres, Lyres, Lyres, Lyres.
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.