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 Korea North and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Donald Fagen 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 Pulsallama to the disco 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 Mars. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Beasts of Bourbon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Young Rascals,
Unrelated Segments,
PIL,
Das Ding,
Al Stewart,
The Sonics,
Parry Music,
Neu!,
Public Image Ltd.,
Michelle Simonal,
Roy Ayers,
Bill Wells,
Throbbing Gristle,
Popol Vuh,
Underground Resistance,
The Velvet Underground,
Ponytail,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Dorothy Ashby,
Aswad,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Quando Quango,
Heaven 17,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sugar Minott,
Scion,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
8 Eyed Spy,
Zapp,
Pussy Galore,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lou Christie,
The Residents,
Fela Kuti,
Basic Channel,
Barry Ungar,
The Skatalites,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Detroit Cobras,
Babytalk,
the Sonics,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kerri Chandler,
Faust,
The Birthday Party,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Aloha Tigers,
Darondo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Cecil Taylor,
Jerry's Kids,
Arthur Verocai,
Wasted Youth,
Nick Fraelich,
Aaron Thompson,
The Wake,
Agitation Free,
Matthew Bourne,
Barrington Levy,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja.
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.