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 Thailand and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 David Bowie 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 Dual Sessions to the grunge 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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispy Ambulance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Tremeloes,
Gabor Szabo,
Deakin,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Fela Kuti,
ABC,
the Association,
Motorama,
The Durutti Column,
Barbara Tucker,
Goldenarms,
Fifty Foot Hose,
PIL,
Harmonia,
Reuben Wilson,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sex Pistols,
The Associates,
Malaria!,
James White and The Blacks,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lower 48,
New Age Steppers,
Kas Product,
The Invisible,
The Smoke,
Amon Düül,
DJ Sneak,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Eli Mardock,
The Wake,
Faust,
Mandrill,
Bobby Womack,
Procol Harum,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Trojans,
The Motions,
Matthew Halsall,
Eve St. Jones,
Severed Heads,
Marmalade,
John Holt,
Guru Guru,
The Standells,
Nas,
Wasted Youth,
The Golliwogs,
The Blackbyrds,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
the Swans,
Eric B and Rakim,
Brothers Johnson,
Ohio Players,
Pantaleimon,
Delta 5,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Siglo XX,
Simply Red,
Slave,
Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe.
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.