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 Lesotho and from Manila.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Joe Finger to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warsaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Fifty Foot Hose,
La Düsseldorf,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Guru Guru,
Gabor Szabo,
Joy Division,
Radiopuhelimet,
Roxy Music,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Standells,
The Saints,
CMW,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
H. Thieme,
Sarah Menescal,
Scion,
Black Flag,
The Busters,
Steve Hackett,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Young Rascals,
Deadbeat,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Charles Mingus,
Chris & Cosey,
Siglo XX,
Average White Band,
L. Decosne,
The Pretty Things,
the Fania All-Stars,
Malaria!,
Barbara Tucker,
The Blues Magoos,
The Grass Roots,
kango's stein massive,
Cal Tjader,
The Velvet Underground,
Magazine,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Glenn Branca,
Youth Brigade,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Massinfluence,
The Mojo Men,
Public Image Ltd.,
Soft Cell,
Popol Vuh,
The Moleskins,
The Gap Band,
Camouflage,
Janne Schatter,
Drexciya,
Livin' Joy,
The Five Americans,
Eli Mardock,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx.
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.