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 Bolivia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 Jakarta and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Donald Fagen 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 Depeche Mode to the techno 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 Rapeman. All the underground hits.
All Sonny Sharrock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Connie Case record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yazoo,
Traffic Nightmare,
ABC,
The Doobie Brothers,
Zapp,
The Buckinghams,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Nirvana,
Urselle,
Outsiders,
The Music Machine,
Janne Schatter,
Depeche Mode,
The Gladiators,
Yaz,
The Smoke,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ten City,
Pulsallama,
Robert Hood,
Section 25,
The Walker Brothers,
The Modern Lovers,
The Knickerbockers,
Joey Negro,
Marine Girls,
Y Pants,
The Saints,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Juan Atkins,
Kenny Larkin,
Sun Ra,
Lalann,
Barrington Levy,
Ice-T,
Camouflage,
Mad Mike,
Von Mondo,
Rosa Yemen,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Grass Roots,
Rekid,
Scientists,
Rod Modell,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Suburban Knight,
Saccharine Trust,
Bobby Womack,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Doors,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pantaleimon,
Lungfish,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Pop Group,
Moebius,
Stockholm Monsters,
Man Parrish,
Deakin,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.