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 Guatemala and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Gang Gang Dance to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vladislav Delay 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 theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Slave,
Byron Stingily,
The Electric Prunes,
The Velvet Underground,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Johnny Osbourne,
World's Most,
Don Cherry,
The Moleskins,
Eric Dolphy,
Spandau Ballet,
H. Thieme,
The Real Kids,
Shuggie Otis,
Todd Terry,
Liliput,
X-101,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Frankie Knuckles,
Terrestrial Tones,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Remains,
Harry Pussy,
Sandy B,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Quadrant,
Andrew Hill,
Symarip,
Ice-T,
Shoche,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gang of Four,
The Names,
Soft Machine,
Oblivians,
The Moody Blues,
PIL,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sugar Minott,
Sun City Girls,
The Doors,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kurtis Blow,
Hashim,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Drexciya,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Fire Engines,
Echospace,
The Monochrome Set,
Ohio Players,
Leonard Cohen,
Grey Daturas,
Wings,
Ossler,
U.S. Maple,
Grandmaster Flash,
Flipper,
Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway.
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.