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 Korea South and from Bologna.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Nirvana to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Inner City 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Franke,
Neil Young,
Motorama,
Can,
The Gun Club,
Severed Heads,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Mojo Men,
Reagan Youth,
The Skatalites,
The Moleskins,
Rotary Connection,
a-ha,
Cecil Taylor,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Blues Magoos,
Magazine,
Bobby Womack,
David Bowie,
Wire,
Lindisfarne,
Essential Logic,
The Offenders,
Monks,
DJ Style,
Laurel Aitken,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Interpol,
Barbara Tucker,
Circle Jerks,
Lou Christie,
Charles Mingus,
Hoover,
La Düsseldorf,
Delta 5,
Visage,
A Certain Ratio,
Reuben Wilson,
Stetsasonic,
The Techniques,
Peter & Gordon,
Fear,
Davy DMX,
The Neon Judgement,
AZ,
Howard Jones,
One Last Wish,
Jeff Lynne,
Guru Guru,
Rod Modell,
Technova,
Aswad,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Quando Quango,
Royal Trux,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Skarface,
Roger Hodgson,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ossler, Ossler, Ossler, Ossler.
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.