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 San Marino and from Jakarta.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan to the disco 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Frankie Knuckles,
Don Cherry,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Matthew Halsall,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bush Tetras,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Evens,
Minnie Riperton,
Maurizio,
Kurtis Blow,
ABC,
Nils Olav,
Model 500,
The Blackbyrds,
Dave Gahan,
Hasil Adkins,
Slave,
Yaz,
The Last Poets,
The J.B.'s,
Alison Limerick,
The Saints,
T. Rex,
Janne Schatter,
Roy Ayers,
Liliput,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Erykah Badu,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Colin Newman,
Alton Ellis,
Surgeon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Simply Red,
Rekid,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Adolescents,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bob Dylan,
Gong,
Nirvana,
Swans,
Black Flag,
Eve St. Jones,
Boogie Down Productions,
Interpol,
D'Angelo,
Black Bananas,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Hot Snakes,
Electric Prunes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Grey Daturas,
Minny Pops,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.