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 Sierra Leone and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 AZ to the rap 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 Clear Light. All the underground hits.
All Ludus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Slits record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 DeepChord presents Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
The Doors,
The Saints,
Fela Kuti,
a-ha,
Glenn Branca,
Bluetip,
Masters at Work,
Dark Day,
Gang Green,
Ultimate Spinach,
Minor Threat,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Skatalites,
The Neon Judgement,
Visage,
the Soft Cell,
Mantronix,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Fear,
Average White Band,
Gil Scott Heron,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sexual Harrassment,
Fugazi,
Television,
Carl Craig,
Depeche Mode,
The Detroit Cobras,
Vladislav Delay,
Crooked Eye,
Metal Thangz,
The Index,
Laurel Aitken,
Monolake,
Chris & Cosey,
The Happenings,
Big Daddy Kane,
Jeru the Damaja,
Arcadia,
Flash Fearless,
Guru Guru,
Wire,
A Certain Ratio,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Todd Rundgren,
The Tremeloes,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Funkadelic,
Josef K,
Section 25,
Loose Ends,
Subhumans,
X-102,
OOIOO,
Jeff Lynne,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sunsets and Hearts,
New Age Steppers,
The Count Five,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Cluster,
John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx.
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.