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 Bulgaria and from Lille.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
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 Stereo Dub to the crunk 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 Roy Ayers. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Saints 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Adolescents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ludus,
F. McDonald,
The Buckinghams,
Rufus Thomas,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Colin Newman,
Kenny Larkin,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Stereo Dub,
Popol Vuh,
Brass Construction,
T.S.O.L.,
Au Pairs,
Mars,
Moss Icon,
Tears for Fears,
Q and Not U,
Khruangbin,
PIL,
June of 44,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Pretty Things,
Interpol,
Isaac Hayes,
Pantytec,
The Remains,
Carl Craig,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Arthur Verocai,
The Blues Magoos,
Scrapy,
Barrington Levy,
The Angels of Light,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kas Product,
Ohio Players,
The Monks,
The Beau Brummels,
Bluetip,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ralphi Rosario,
Piero Umiliani,
Bronski Beat,
Urselle,
FM Einheit,
Crime,
Minny Pops,
Average White Band,
Gabor Szabo,
The Divine Comedy,
Jawbox,
Rotary Connection,
Lightning Bolt,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Prince Buster,
Bob Dylan,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Drive Like Jehu,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.