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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 marimba 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 D'Angelo 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 Nirvana. All the underground hits.
All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Althea and Donna,
Television Personalities,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bill Wells,
Fugazi,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
CMW,
Wings,
Lakeside,
Ten City,
Buzzcocks,
Max Romeo,
Isaac Hayes,
The Mummies,
a-ha,
Neu!,
EPMD,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Y Pants,
Skriet,
48th St. Collective,
Al Stewart,
Rekid,
Von Mondo,
The J.B.'s,
Clear Light,
The Red Krayola,
Theoretical Girls,
Duran Duran,
Little Man,
Gerry Rafferty,
Nik Kershaw,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sällskapet,
Roger Hodgson,
Patti Smith,
the Bar-Kays,
the Fania All-Stars,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Gap Band,
ABBA,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
L. Decosne,
Alphaville,
Sight & Sound,
FM Einheit,
The Velvet Underground,
Black Bananas,
Chris & Cosey,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Niagra,
Avey Tare,
Bootsy Collins,
Cheater Slicks,
Magma,
David Axelrod,
Brothers Johnson,
Royal Trux,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.