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 Taiwan and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Harmonia to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scrapy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Niagra,
The Evens,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Mantronix,
The Count Five,
Sight & Sound,
Groovy Waters,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Seeds,
Country Teasers,
The Modern Lovers,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Carl Craig,
Byron Stingily,
Sällskapet,
Skaos,
Ituana,
The Doobie Brothers,
John Holt,
Crispy Ambulance,
Pharoah Sanders,
Wire,
David Axelrod,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Matthew Bourne,
Whodini,
Flipper,
Andrew Hill,
Jacob Miller,
In Retrospect,
Skriet,
Saccharine Trust,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Pulsallama,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Dead C,
Cheater Slicks,
Scan 7,
Danielle Patucci,
Ralphi Rosario,
Main Source,
Judy Mowatt,
Can,
Babytalk,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Arcadia,
The Slackers,
Outsiders,
a-ha,
The Golliwogs,
Gang Starr,
Silicon Teens,
The Zeros,
kango's stein massive,
Aaron Thompson,
The Monks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Oblivians,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kenny Larkin,
Dennis Brown,
Dave Gahan,
Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills.
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.