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 Guinea and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Cheater Slicks to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James White and The Blacks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Searchers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rites of Spring,
Pussy Galore,
Sun City Girls,
Derrick May,
Tommy Roe,
Essential Logic,
Graham Central Station,
Sex Pistols,
X-102,
Godley & Creme,
Yazoo,
Curtis Mayfield,
Patti Smith,
The Monochrome Set,
8 Eyed Spy,
DNA,
Aural Exciters,
T.S.O.L.,
Jandek,
The Star Department,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Rapeman,
Excepter,
Whodini,
The Alarm Clocks,
Mad Mike,
The Fortunes,
One Last Wish,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Nico,
Cal Tjader,
Swell Maps,
Oblivians,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bang On A Can,
Desert Stars,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Funkadelic,
Terry Callier,
Rod Modell,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Hashim,
Sandy B,
Tom Boy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
FM Einheit,
Sight & Sound,
Duran Duran,
the Germs,
Jesper Dahlback,
Alison Limerick,
The Mojo Men,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Colin Newman,
The Music Machine,
The Last Poets,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Max Romeo,
Fluxion,
Bronski Beat,
Magma,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Dual Sessions,
Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance.
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.