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 Lithuania and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Sarah Menescal to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Jimmy McGriff. All the underground hits.
All Steve Hackett tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day 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 harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dark Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Mission of Burma,
R.M.O.,
Boredoms,
Sound Behaviour,
Barrington Levy,
Brick,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Essential Logic,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gichy Dan,
Maurizio,
Black Bananas,
the Germs,
Joy Division,
Alphaville,
Circle Jerks,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Au Pairs,
Roy Ayers,
Moebius,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jawbox,
Malaria!,
Talk Talk,
ABBA,
Davy DMX,
Lucky Dragons,
Lower 48,
Tomorrow,
Dennis Brown,
The Fire Engines,
Byron Stingily,
The Tremeloes,
Minnie Riperton,
Sight & Sound,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Robert Görl,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Panda Bear,
The Count Five,
Hasil Adkins,
Deepchord,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Smoke,
The Cramps,
Magma,
David Bowie,
Toni Rubio,
Rhythm & Sound,
Can,
Ohio Players,
Jerry's Kids,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Motorama,
The Wake,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Thee Headcoats,
Gregory Isaacs,
Girls At Our Best!,
ABC,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.