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 Bahrain and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Slits to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Clear Light. All the underground hits.
All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mummies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quadrant,
Motorama,
Jandek,
Michelle Simonal,
Joe Finger,
Eric Dolphy,
the Human League,
Eric Copeland,
Dennis Brown,
The Slits,
The Raincoats,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lebanon Hanover,
Kerrie Biddell,
Funky Four + One,
Second Layer,
Metal Thangz,
Tomorrow,
Stiv Bators,
Lungfish,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Moody Blues,
Monks,
Q65,
Slave,
Bill Near,
Lee Hazlewood,
Jeru the Damaja,
Wire,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Circle Jerks,
Essential Logic,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
the Slits,
Donny Hathaway,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Trojans,
Nico,
The Associates,
Echospace,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Das Ding,
Joe Smooth,
Pere Ubu,
Carl Craig,
The Red Krayola,
Lou Christie,
Mars,
Zero Boys,
Sällskapet,
Nas,
The Golliwogs,
DJ Sneak,
Susan Cadogan,
Judy Mowatt,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Sonics,
Whodini,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry.
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.