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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 organ 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 Move to the dance 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 Wire. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cymande,
MC5,
Average White Band,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Monks,
Sonic Youth,
Eddi Front,
Joensuu 1685,
Gang Starr,
Japan,
Rites of Spring,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
LL Cool J,
Toni Rubio,
Vainqueur,
The Busters,
Marshall Jefferson,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bronski Beat,
Prince Buster,
Kas Product,
PIL,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Aural Exciters,
Funky Four + One,
Brand Nubian,
Lalo Schifrin,
the Fania All-Stars,
Little Man,
Alton Ellis,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Grey Daturas,
The Slackers,
Pylon,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Terry Callier,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Guru Guru,
The Gories,
The Misunderstood,
Deakin,
Adolescents,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Yusef Lateef,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Cybotron,
Ten City,
Soul Sonic Force,
Patti Smith,
Fear,
A Certain Ratio,
Sugar Minott,
Todd Terry,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ludus,
Bad Manners,
Maleditus Sound,
Easy Going,
The Doobie Brothers,
The J.B.'s,
Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes.
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.