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 Iran 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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 linndrum 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 Warsaw to the electroclash 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 Sarah Menescal. All the underground hits.
All Charles Mingus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Seeds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maleditus Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
One Last Wish,
Nils Olav,
Qualms,
cv313,
Ohio Players,
Excepter,
Aural Exciters,
Model 500,
Reuben Wilson,
The Moody Blues,
Gong,
Pylon,
Gang Starr,
The Zeros,
Little Man,
Sandy B,
John Coltrane,
Section 25,
Rhythm & Sound,
Simply Red,
Oneida,
Patti Smith,
Mission of Burma,
The Offenders,
Magazine,
James Chance & The Contortions,
In Retrospect,
a-ha,
Danielle Patucci,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Deadbeat,
Kevin Saunderson,
Nico,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Smiths,
New Age Steppers,
E-Dancer,
T.S.O.L.,
Saccharine Trust,
Rites of Spring,
Essential Logic,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Smoke,
Brothers Johnson,
The Gladiators,
Deakin,
Amon Düül,
June Days,
Sister Nancy,
Groovy Waters,
The Slackers,
The Techniques,
Television Personalities,
kango's stein massive,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Gerry Rafferty,
Althea and Donna,
Procol Harum,
Infiniti,
Davy DMX,
The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs.
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.