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 Croatia and from Lyon.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Golliwogs to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds. All the underground hits.
All The Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Girls At Our Best!,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Count Five,
Nils Olav,
Idris Muhammad,
Echospace,
Reuben Wilson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mandrill,
The Cowsills,
Tubeway Army,
Gerry Rafferty,
Wasted Youth,
New Order,
Piero Umiliani,
Young Marble Giants,
Lakeside,
Chris & Cosey,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Gang of Four,
CMW,
Public Image Ltd.,
Dawn Penn,
Lightning Bolt,
Oneida,
Radiopuhelimet,
Royal Trux,
The Neon Judgement,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Basic Channel,
Circle Jerks,
Au Pairs,
Aloha Tigers,
Massinfluence,
The Tremeloes,
The Electric Prunes,
Depeche Mode,
Kaleidoscope,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Misunderstood,
MDC,
Guru Guru,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Henry Cow,
Crooked Eye,
Suburban Knight,
Banda Bassotti,
The Blackbyrds,
Stereo Dub,
Cybotron,
The Gories,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Roy Ayers,
Maleditus Sound,
Charles Mingus,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Maurizio,
La Düsseldorf,
Grey Daturas,
Rapeman, Rapeman, Rapeman, Rapeman.
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.