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 Paraguay and from Spokane.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Popol Vuh. All the underground hits.
All Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Searchers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maleditus Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronnie Foster,
the Germs,
The Misunderstood,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ice-T,
Hashim,
Soulsonic Force,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Techniques,
The Standells,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Selecter,
The Dead C,
Sparks,
X-102,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
A Certain Ratio,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
EPMD,
Arcadia,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sugar Minott,
T. Rex,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Blancmange,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Depeche Mode,
Pole,
Deadbeat,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rufus Thomas,
Marine Girls,
Procol Harum,
DNA,
Sonic Youth,
New Age Steppers,
Maleditus Sound,
The Raincoats,
The Slackers,
Kenny Larkin,
Amon Düül,
Erasure,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Model 500,
Mark Hollis,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Shoche,
Kool Moe Dee,
Dawn Penn,
Davy DMX,
Althea and Donna,
Neu!,
Excepter,
Idris Muhammad,
Piero Umiliani,
Angry Samoans,
JFA,
Sound Behaviour,
The Gun Club,
Bad Manners,
Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget, Fad Gadget.
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.