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 Rwanda and from Shanghai.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Shanghai.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Steve Hackett to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Panda Bear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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?
Suicide,
Intrusion,
Metal Thangz,
The Blues Magoos,
Pussy Galore,
Surgeon,
Marc Almond,
John Lydon,
The Kinks,
Inner City,
Oneida,
The Walker Brothers,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Cybotron,
Minny Pops,
Parry Music,
Archie Shepp,
Echospace,
Soft Cell,
Lakeside,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Dark Day,
Mars,
Rufus Thomas,
Scion,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Morten Harket,
Theoretical Girls,
The Last Poets,
Johnny Osbourne,
Crispy Ambulance,
Brothers Johnson,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Fad Gadget,
the Sonics,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
L. Decosne,
Lindisfarne,
Das Ding,
Q65,
Gang Gang Dance,
Schoolly D,
The Buckinghams,
Brand Nubian,
Public Enemy,
Rekid,
ABC,
Negative Approach,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
DJ Style,
Letta Mbulu,
Dual Sessions,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Mission of Burma,
Roxy Music,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Banda Bassotti,
Pharoah Sanders,
Slave,
The Invisible,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane.
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.