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 United States and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Wake to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Peanut Butter Conspiracy. All the underground hits.
All Pagans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kings Of Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
FM Einheit,
Y Pants,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Suicide,
Boz Scaggs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Crime,
The Dead C,
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Eden Ahbez,
The Barracudas,
Nirvana,
Dead Boys,
Gregory Isaacs,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
the Sonics,
Procol Harum,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Janne Schatter,
Todd Terry,
the Soft Cell,
Funkadelic,
Unrelated Segments,
MC5,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
the Slits,
Erykah Badu,
Das Ding,
Harpers Bizarre,
Skarface,
Danielle Patucci,
Subhumans,
Sonic Youth,
Main Source,
Howard Jones,
Ralphi Rosario,
Radiopuhelimet,
The New Christs,
Alice Coltrane,
The Grass Roots,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Talk Talk,
Depeche Mode,
Graham Central Station,
The Gap Band,
Sun City Girls,
Cecil Taylor,
Electric Prunes,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Hardrive,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
John Coltrane,
Babytalk,
Agent Orange,
Drexciya,
U.S. Maple,
Au Pairs,
Lightning Bolt,
Bauhaus,
Funky Four + One,
Make Up, Make Up, Make Up, Make Up.
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.