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 Philippines and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Arcadia to the electroclash 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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo. All the underground hits.
All Adolescents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultimate Spinach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
The Barracudas,
Au Pairs,
Hashim,
Flipper,
Marvin Gaye,
Glambeats Corp.,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ornette Coleman,
Tom Boy,
Los Fastidios,
Simply Red,
Basic Channel,
Sixth Finger,
Brand Nubian,
Cameo,
Boz Scaggs,
Donald Byrd,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Move,
Pantaleimon,
Ronan,
Minor Threat,
Black Flag,
The Count Five,
Television,
Man Parrish,
Erasure,
Marine Girls,
The Wake,
Mr. Review,
Charles Mingus,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
DJ Sneak,
Clear Light,
Joy Division,
Althea and Donna,
Oblivians,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lucky Dragons,
Zero Boys,
The Searchers,
Pylon,
Easy Going,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Divine Comedy,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Tres Demented,
Joyce Sims,
Arcadia,
Robert Görl,
Heaven 17,
The Moleskins,
Agitation Free,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
kango's stein massive,
Piero Umiliani,
Stockholm Monsters,
Agent Orange,
Lindisfarne,
The Alarm Clocks,
Toni Rubio,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.