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 Nepal and from Columbus.
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 Tehran and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Moleskins to the crunk 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 Jesper Dahlbäck. All the underground hits.
All The Move tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lebanon Hanover record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barbara Tucker,
Charles Mingus,
Delon & Dalcan,
Minor Threat,
Scan 7,
The Music Machine,
Eli Mardock,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ludus,
Groovy Waters,
Supertramp,
Das Ding,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Young Marble Giants,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Moby Grape,
Bobby Byrd,
Sam Rivers,
PIL,
MC5,
LL Cool J,
MDC,
Cecil Taylor,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
the Fania All-Stars,
John Coltrane,
The Vogues,
Soul II Soul,
Pet Shop Boys,
Quantec,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sister Nancy,
Sarah Menescal,
Crooked Eye,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Davy DMX,
Section 25,
Michelle Simonal,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Buzzcocks,
Tres Demented,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Althea and Donna,
The Seeds,
Eurythmics,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Dual Sessions,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Mummies,
Mary Jane Girls,
Letta Mbulu,
the Slits,
X-101,
Ultravox,
Harry Pussy,
Donald Byrd,
World's Most,
Unrelated Segments,
Jeff Lynne,
Skarface,
Pere Ubu,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.