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 Antigua and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Vogues to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Golliwogs,
T.S.O.L.,
The Walker Brothers,
Sex Pistols,
Visage,
Intrusion,
Wasted Youth,
Kool Moe Dee,
cv313,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Cure,
Chris & Cosey,
Fat Boys,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Franke,
Joyce Sims,
James Chance & The Contortions,
D'Angelo,
Lindisfarne,
Interpol,
Roxy Music,
Slave,
OOIOO,
Little Man,
Nirvana,
The Blues Magoos,
The Gap Band,
Shuggie Otis,
Spandau Ballet,
Spoonie Gee,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lebanon Hanover,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Prince Buster,
Gerry Rafferty,
Babytalk,
The Selecter,
Scott Walker,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Zero Boys,
Bauhaus,
Altered Images,
Yazoo,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Shadows of Knight,
Severed Heads,
Gil Scott Heron,
Country Teasers,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Index,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Yusef Lateef,
Livin' Joy,
Echospace,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Busters, The Busters, The Busters, The Busters.
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.