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 Rwanda and from Milan.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Spokane.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz 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 The United States of America. All the underground hits.
All the Fania All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kings Of Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marine Girls,
Andrew Hill,
Kevin Saunderson,
Television,
Crooked Eye,
The Cramps,
The Red Krayola,
Lungfish,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Black Sheep,
The Cowsills,
The Raincoats,
The Velvet Underground,
One Last Wish,
Jandek,
Bill Near,
Yazoo,
Qualms,
Ronan,
Mark Hollis,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Slick Rick,
Fatback Band,
The Standells,
The Techniques,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
DJ Style,
Sällskapet,
The Trojans,
Whodini,
Pantaleimon,
Glenn Branca,
China Crisis,
Tim Buckley,
The Kinks,
Monks,
Clear Light,
Ossler,
The Doors,
Lalo Schifrin,
Hasil Adkins,
Dual Sessions,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
These Immortal Souls,
Spandau Ballet,
Franke,
Inner City,
Half Japanese,
Suicide,
Metal Thangz,
Harry Pussy,
James White and The Blacks,
Ultra Naté,
Kayak,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Altered Images,
Khruangbin,
Mars,
the Germs, the Germs, the Germs, the Germs.
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.