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 Eritrea 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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Section 25 to the dance 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 Lungfish. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Traffic Nightmare 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Porter Ricks,
Soft Cell,
Alton Ellis,
Nirvana,
Andrew Hill,
Brand Nubian,
Carl Craig,
The Saints,
Excepter,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Kenny Larkin,
The Monochrome Set,
Scan 7,
Joe Finger,
Kayak,
Davy DMX,
Suburban Knight,
The Electric Prunes,
Audionom,
John Lydon,
Tropical Tobacco,
Interpol,
Tomorrow,
Bang On A Can,
The Young Rascals,
Japan,
Wally Richardson,
Zapp,
Fat Boys,
Dave Gahan,
8 Eyed Spy,
Unwound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sonic Youth,
Fear,
Quantec,
Matthew Bourne,
La Düsseldorf,
Urselle,
Smog,
Dawn Penn,
AZ,
Throbbing Gristle,
Pole,
June of 44,
The Buckinghams,
H. Thieme,
Tubeway Army,
Archie Shepp,
Deadbeat,
Royal Trux,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Cecil Taylor,
Boz Scaggs,
Soft Machine,
Warren Ellis,
Make Up,
Icehouse,
Fluxion,
The Moody Blues,
The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs.
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.