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 Jamaica and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 guitar 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 Tim Buckley 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 The Happenings. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young & Crazy Horse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Infiniti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Golliwogs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
Girls At Our Best!,
Technova,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Soft Machine,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Quando Quango,
Marc Almond,
Erasure,
Skarface,
Lakeside,
Pierre Henry,
Schoolly D,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Eli Mardock,
Kerri Chandler,
Bootsy Collins,
In Retrospect,
X-102,
Johnny Osbourne,
Angry Samoans,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gregory Isaacs,
Eric B and Rakim,
Soft Cell,
Los Fastidios,
Pantaleimon,
Susan Cadogan,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Iggy Pop,
Talk Talk,
The Leaves,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Public Image Ltd.,
Infiniti,
AZ,
Heaven 17,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Black Dice,
L. Decosne,
The Human League,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Japan,
Y Pants,
Oneida,
Leonard Cohen,
Barrington Levy,
The Sonics,
Joensuu 1685,
Nick Fraelich,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Nils Olav,
The Grass Roots,
Section 25,
Derrick Morgan,
Alphaville,
The Trojans,
Mr. Review,
Alison Limerick,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Zeros,
The Pretty Things,
Jeff Mills,
Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four.
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.