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 Ecuador and from New York.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Seeds to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Saints. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Metal Thangz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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 Invisible,
Minutemen,
Radiohead,
Sugar Minott,
The Red Krayola,
La Düsseldorf,
Make Up,
Stereo Dub,
Desert Stars,
MC5,
The Grass Roots,
The Sound,
The Sonics,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pantaleimon,
Hasil Adkins,
The Birthday Party,
Connie Case,
Public Enemy,
Todd Terry,
Eden Ahbez,
The Blues Magoos,
The Searchers,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rosa Yemen,
Archie Shepp,
Davy DMX,
Talk Talk,
Sound Behaviour,
X-101,
Saccharine Trust,
10cc,
Kayak,
Steve Hackett,
the Normal,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rhythm & Sound,
Girls At Our Best!,
Iggy Pop,
Cluster,
Procol Harum,
Model 500,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Angels of Light,
Bob Dylan,
Ice-T,
Amazonics,
Quando Quango,
Popol Vuh,
Outsiders,
Susan Cadogan,
The Dave Clark Five,
Electric Prunes,
The Electric Prunes,
Lou Reed,
Black Flag,
Trumans Water,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Scratch Acid,
Idris Muhammad,
Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control.
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.