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 Nicaragua and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Birthday Party to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 It's A Beautiful Day. All the underground hits.
All Sandy B tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti 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 theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a T.S.O.L. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Hutcherson,
Suburban Knight,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Eric B and Rakim,
Eden Ahbez,
Magma,
Scan 7,
Wire,
David Bowie,
Joey Negro,
Babytalk,
Japan,
The Divine Comedy,
Howard Jones,
A Certain Ratio,
Unrelated Segments,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Deadbeat,
The Detroit Cobras,
Parry Music,
Rufus Thomas,
X-Ray Spex,
Sex Pistols,
Moebius,
Frankie Knuckles,
One Last Wish,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Grey Daturas,
Joensuu 1685,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Maurizio,
The Modern Lovers,
Symarip,
Scrapy,
Quadrant,
Tommy Roe,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ronan,
The Count Five,
John Coltrane,
Can,
Ultra Naté,
Swell Maps,
The Seeds,
Pharoah Sanders,
Rosa Yemen,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ludus,
Black Sheep,
10cc,
Sugar Minott,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Minny Pops,
Pet Shop Boys,
Minnie Riperton,
Todd Rundgren,
ABC,
Connie Case,
Niagra,
Half Japanese,
Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag.
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.