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 Denmark 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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Delhi.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Motions to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Black Flag. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jawbox record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
The Litter,
Sound Behaviour,
Massinfluence,
T. Rex,
Bang On A Can,
Delon & Dalcan,
Spoonie Gee,
Girls At Our Best!,
Tim Buckley,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
John Cale,
Sam Rivers,
kango's stein massive,
Little Man,
Icehouse,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bauhaus,
X-102,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Tres Demented,
Mo-Dettes,
New Order,
The Electric Prunes,
Gang of Four,
The Seeds,
The Motions,
Deakin,
The Mummies,
Mark Hollis,
Brand Nubian,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Tom Boy,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Throbbing Gristle,
Pierre Henry,
LL Cool J,
Sun City Girls,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Fall,
Minutemen,
Slave,
Crispy Ambulance,
Vainqueur,
Barry Ungar,
Popol Vuh,
Circle Jerks,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Andrew Hill,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Swell Maps,
The Red Krayola,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bluetip,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Babytalk,
Dual Sessions,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Moleskins,
Con Funk Shun,
Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters.
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.