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 Dominica and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 sitar 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 Motions to the dance 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 Velvet Underground. All the underground hits.
All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yellowson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
Massinfluence,
Moby Grape,
The Moleskins,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Victims,
Jacob Miller,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Searchers,
Icehouse,
Surgeon,
Harpers Bizarre,
X-102,
The Zeros,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Basic Channel,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bob Dylan,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lucky Dragons,
Junior Murvin,
The Beau Brummels,
Minutemen,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Crispy Ambulance,
Nick Fraelich,
Suicide,
Anakelly,
The Toasters,
Negative Approach,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lalann,
L. Decosne,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Offenders,
Ronnie Foster,
Minny Pops,
Marcia Griffiths,
Smog,
the Germs,
The Cowsills,
Mantronix,
Shuggie Otis,
The Smoke,
Sonic Youth,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Erykah Badu,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bush Tetras,
The Invisible,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Reagan Youth,
The Seeds,
Camouflage,
Mr. Review,
The Techniques,
Crooked Eye,
The Sound,
Grey Daturas,
Eric B and Rakim,
Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson.
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.