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 Fiji and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 mellotron 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 Kerrie Biddell to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Panda Bear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Adolescents 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Juan Atkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marshall Jefferson,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sandy B,
The J.B.'s,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
T. Rex,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Average White Band,
The Mummies,
Adolescents,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Selecter,
The Slackers,
Quadrant,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
New York Dolls,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Trojans,
Stiv Bators,
Toni Rubio,
Bob Dylan,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Doobie Brothers,
Leonard Cohen,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Raincoats,
The Durutti Column,
Drive Like Jehu,
Charles Mingus,
Eve St. Jones,
The Skatalites,
Jacob Miller,
Skarface,
Minnie Riperton,
The Index,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Smoke,
Con Funk Shun,
Marvin Gaye,
F. McDonald,
Piero Umiliani,
The Velvet Underground,
Graham Central Station,
JFA,
Agent Orange,
Groovy Waters,
Soft Cell,
Grandmaster Flash,
Hardrive,
Tommy Roe,
Massinfluence,
Neu!,
Royal Trux,
The Fugs,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Barracudas,
Animal Collective,
The Fire Engines,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.