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 Luxembourg and from Shanghai.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 güiro 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 Sonic Youth 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 Ultravox. All the underground hits.
All Black Pus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Grey Daturas,
Maurizio,
Sällskapet,
the Soft Cell,
Stereo Dub,
The Fuzztones,
Donald Byrd,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Tremeloes,
Vainqueur,
Marc Almond,
Aural Exciters,
Davy DMX,
Moebius,
The Litter,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Martian,
Lalann,
Radiopuhelimet,
John Holt,
Oblivians,
Colin Newman,
The Kinks,
LL Cool J,
Fear,
The Fall,
Lou Christie,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Au Pairs,
the Human League,
Jesper Dahlback,
Althea and Donna,
The Mummies,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Marvin Gaye,
Sparks,
Traffic Nightmare,
Leonard Cohen,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Gun Club,
Fad Gadget,
Fatback Band,
Ultra Naté,
Josef K,
Ossler,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Gladiators,
Quando Quango,
The Cowsills,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Dirtbombs,
Dead Boys,
Talk Talk,
Warren Ellis,
Supertramp,
Young Marble Giants,
Procol Harum,
Cymande,
Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco.
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.