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 Vanuatu and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 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 Q and Not U to the crunk 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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All The New Christs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
Anakelly,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Michelle Simonal,
Lungfish,
Gong,
Lindisfarne,
The Gladiators,
The Index,
Sällskapet,
Wally Richardson,
One Last Wish,
The Mojo Men,
Stiv Bators,
Cheater Slicks,
Lyres,
Joe Smooth,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Last Poets,
The Mummies,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Cecil Taylor,
Surgeon,
Minutemen,
the Fania All-Stars,
Panda Bear,
D'Angelo,
Matthew Halsall,
Soulsonic Force,
Piero Umiliani,
Pere Ubu,
Marine Girls,
Jeff Mills,
Colin Newman,
kango's stein massive,
Mr. Review,
Oblivians,
Pet Shop Boys,
Jimmy McGriff,
JFA,
Kerri Chandler,
Camouflage,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Tremeloes,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Nick Fraelich,
Glenn Branca,
The Fall,
Electric Prunes,
The Gun Club,
Crooked Eye,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Eli Mardock,
The Selecter,
Stetsasonic,
Cymande,
Unwound,
Ludus,
Lakeside,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic.
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.