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 Philippines and from Portland.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Cairo.
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 organ 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 Inner City to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Bill Wells. All the underground hits.
All Parry Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiopuhelimet 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bad Manners record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
U.S. Maple,
ABBA,
Anakelly,
Deakin,
Cybotron,
Zero Boys,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Los Fastidios,
Erasure,
Trumans Water,
The Velvet Underground,
Nirvana,
The Motions,
FM Einheit,
David Axelrod,
the Swans,
Quando Quango,
The Zeros,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Wire,
Yazoo,
Carl Craig,
Ronan,
Kas Product,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Aural Exciters,
Sonny Sharrock,
Model 500,
Cluster,
Donny Hathaway,
The Gories,
Gerry Rafferty,
Flash Fearless,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Hardrive,
Tom Boy,
Chrome,
Y Pants,
Sam Rivers,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Slackers,
Section 25,
A Certain Ratio,
The Mummies,
Lower 48,
Mark Hollis,
Nik Kershaw,
Bobby Sherman,
OOIOO,
Graham Central Station,
EPMD,
Dual Sessions,
Hashim,
Mantronix,
Archie Shepp,
The Misunderstood,
Fat Boys,
Minnie Riperton,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman.
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.