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 Monaco and from Delhi.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Rakim to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Smog. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlbäck tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lungfish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pulsallama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drexciya,
Accadde A,
Fluxion,
Joyce Sims,
Half Japanese,
Andrew Hill,
Pet Shop Boys,
Magma,
Marc Almond,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lee Hazlewood,
Audionom,
Anthony Braxton,
Can,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Soft Cell,
Aural Exciters,
Inner City,
Urselle,
OOIOO,
Eli Mardock,
Das Ding,
The Doobie Brothers,
Laurel Aitken,
Dennis Brown,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Rhythm & Sound,
Nils Olav,
Fatback Band,
Max Romeo,
Technova,
Derrick Morgan,
Average White Band,
the Normal,
Jawbox,
Hasil Adkins,
Dark Day,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Crash Course in Science,
Rites of Spring,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Black Sheep,
Donald Byrd,
Interpol,
Mad Mike,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gang Green,
Jimmy McGriff,
a-ha,
The Neon Judgement,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Divine Comedy,
Parry Music,
Depeche Mode,
Basic Channel,
Jerry Gold Smith,
LL Cool J,
Wolf Eyes,
Black Pus,
Japan, Japan, Japan, Japan.
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.