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 Bulgaria and from New York.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 AZ to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Mummies. All the underground hits.
All Glenn Branca tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crispian St. Peters,
Zero Boys,
Pantytec,
The Fuzztones,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Susan Cadogan,
Pharoah Sanders,
Jawbox,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Oblivians,
Accadde A,
Hoover,
Radiopuhelimet,
Al Stewart,
Boredoms,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Moody Blues,
Slave,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Mad Mike,
The Dirtbombs,
a-ha,
The Gap Band,
Basic Channel,
Ten City,
Main Source,
Fat Boys,
The Doors,
Brass Construction,
Iggy Pop,
Magma,
Sällskapet,
Donny Hathaway,
Panda Bear,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Music Machine,
Terrestrial Tones,
Guru Guru,
Nas,
World's Most,
New York Dolls,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Maurizio,
Goldenarms,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lyres,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Motions,
10cc,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Q65,
Mars,
Babytalk,
Simply Red,
Jeff Lynne,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Zeros,
Soft Machine,
Negative Approach,
Second Layer,
Harmonia,
Organ,
Country Joe & The Fish,
DJ Style,
Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone.
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.