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 Spain and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 mellotron 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 Bauhaus to the techno 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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lightning Bolt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deepchord,
The Motions,
Warren Ellis,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Agent Orange,
Brass Construction,
The Victims,
Nirvana,
Roxette,
Ludus,
In Retrospect,
Anthony Braxton,
The Move,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Grass Roots,
Eric Copeland,
Cameo,
The Evens,
Jawbox,
Scan 7,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Scrapy,
Thompson Twins,
Kayak,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Remains,
Kas Product,
Essential Logic,
Roger Hodgson,
Wings,
8 Eyed Spy,
Crooked Eye,
The Invisible,
Wire,
Spoonie Gee,
The Skatalites,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Infiniti,
Rotary Connection,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Monks,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Trumans Water,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Absolute Body Control,
Toni Rubio,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pere Ubu,
Nas,
Bizarre Inc.,
Zero Boys,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
David Bowie,
Qualms,
Jacob Miller,
Gastr Del Sol,
Johnny Osbourne,
Von Mondo,
The Count Five,
Reuben Wilson,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.