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 Georgia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Radiopuhelimet 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 Girls At Our Best!. All the underground hits.
All The Wake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pussy Galore,
The Young Rascals,
Zero Boys,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Junior Murvin,
Brass Construction,
Pagans,
UT,
Cymande,
The Vogues,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Kinks,
Blancmange,
Oblivians,
Letta Mbulu,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ronnie Foster,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Yellowson,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Tubeway Army,
Toni Rubio,
KRS-One,
Curtis Mayfield,
Joensuu 1685,
The United States of America,
Isaac Hayes,
Nils Olav,
Livin' Joy,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Monks,
Nirvana,
The Saints,
OOIOO,
Pantaleimon,
Pere Ubu,
The Victims,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bad Manners,
Deadbeat,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jandek,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Monochrome Set,
The Seeds,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Smiths,
The Cosmic Jokers,
These Immortal Souls,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Fire Engines,
Soul Sonic Force,
Shoche,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Urselle,
Faraquet,
Public Enemy,
Chrome,
Josef K,
Liliput, Liliput, Liliput, Liliput.
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.