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 Hungary and from Bremen.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 marimba 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 Louis and Bebe Barron to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Monolake. All the underground hits.
All Wally Richardson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scientists 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minutemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
Frankie Knuckles,
Deakin,
Rotary Connection,
Brand Nubian,
Sam Rivers,
Girls At Our Best!,
Spoonie Gee,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Newcleus,
Angry Samoans,
The Seeds,
Trumans Water,
The Offenders,
David McCallum,
Dual Sessions,
The Divine Comedy,
The Cowsills,
La Düsseldorf,
Eli Mardock,
Black Sheep,
June of 44,
Iggy Pop,
The Techniques,
Banda Bassotti,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Five Americans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Colin Newman,
Brick,
Rapeman,
Eve St. Jones,
The Happenings,
The Pretty Things,
Glenn Branca,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Smoke,
The Invisible,
MDC,
Camouflage,
Eric Dolphy,
Aswad,
Mark Hollis,
JFA,
Intrusion,
Isaac Hayes,
The Mojo Men,
Hashim,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Au Pairs,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Wake,
John Lydon,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
the Soft Cell,
Bang On A Can,
Excepter,
Cybotron,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.