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 Germany and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Bobby Sherman to the funk 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 Malaria!. All the underground hits.
All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Gang Dance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
Schoolly D,
Neu!,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Last Poets,
Visage,
Piero Umiliani,
Radiohead,
Basic Channel,
Scientists,
Agent Orange,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eve St. Jones,
Chris & Cosey,
Massinfluence,
The Angels of Light,
Tubeway Army,
Black Moon,
UT,
Al Stewart,
The New Christs,
Delon & Dalcan,
Stockholm Monsters,
Whodini,
Davy DMX,
World's Most,
The Toasters,
Urselle,
Cal Tjader,
The Walker Brothers,
the Human League,
Roxette,
Stereo Dub,
Dead Boys,
The Moody Blues,
kango's stein massive,
These Immortal Souls,
Severed Heads,
The Misunderstood,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Television,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Underground Resistance,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Alphaville,
X-102,
Dennis Brown,
Sound Behaviour,
Cecil Taylor,
Delta 5,
Marvin Gaye,
Flamin' Groovies,
Silicon Teens,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Erasure,
Lower 48,
Terry Callier,
Scion,
The Fortunes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scratch Acid,
The Litter,
Prince Buster,
Public Enemy,
Wings, Wings, Wings, Wings.
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.