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 East Timor and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience 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 Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funkadelic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wasted Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
Boogie Down Productions,
Funkadelic,
Stereo Dub,
Jandek,
The Star Department,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
EPMD,
Yellowson,
Nils Olav,
X-Ray Spex,
Grauzone,
Darondo,
June Days,
Con Funk Shun,
Derrick May,
Audionom,
Erykah Badu,
Brothers Johnson,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Anthony Braxton,
Country Teasers,
Sarah Menescal,
Lou Christie,
Cymande,
Marshall Jefferson,
R.M.O.,
Easy Going,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Henry Cow,
Animal Collective,
The Names,
The Happenings,
Delon & Dalcan,
Joyce Sims,
Gang of Four,
Outsiders,
The Young Rascals,
Joe Smooth,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Wake,
Suburban Knight,
The Fall,
Jeff Mills,
Crash Course in Science,
Robert Wyatt,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Techniques,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Seeds,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Black Dice,
The Monks,
Warren Ellis,
Hoover,
Zero Boys,
The Standells,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Quadrant,
Tears for Fears,
James White and The Blacks,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.