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 Serbia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Second Layer to the disco 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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
Icehouse,
Crooked Eye,
Can,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Moleskins,
Cameo,
The Slackers,
OOIOO,
Nico,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Chrome,
The Count Five,
Guru Guru,
Deepchord,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Patti Smith,
Bronski Beat,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Real Kids,
Scion,
The Residents,
Hashim,
Sam Rivers,
Ronnie Foster,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Associates,
Janne Schatter,
Steve Hackett,
Kenny Larkin,
Youth Brigade,
Jacob Miller,
Dead Boys,
Charles Mingus,
Fat Boys,
The Velvet Underground,
Black Moon,
The Blackbyrds,
Groovy Waters,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Raincoats,
Wire,
Sun Ra,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Alison Limerick,
Delta 5,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Kerri Chandler,
Underground Resistance,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gerry Rafferty,
Scratch Acid,
Aaron Thompson,
Yaz,
the Sonics,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Fall,
Public Enemy,
Simply Red,
Fear, Fear, Fear, Fear.
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.