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 Oman and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Bremen.
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 rhodes 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 Kings Of Tomorrow to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Doors. All the underground hits.
All Scrapy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Prunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Darondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Residents,
Blake Baxter,
Ornette Coleman,
Rod Modell,
The Pretty Things,
Shuggie Otis,
Cluster,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sister Nancy,
Kayak,
Aloha Tigers,
Hashim,
Scion,
The New Christs,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Names,
Sugar Minott,
Radiohead,
Juan Atkins,
Ice-T,
Robert Hood,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
DNA,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Fluxion,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Durutti Column,
The Gap Band,
Joyce Sims,
Hasil Adkins,
10cc,
John Cale,
Surgeon,
Swans,
Dawn Penn,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Faust,
Black Bananas,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Magma,
The Slits,
Deadbeat,
The Birthday Party,
The Remains,
The Invisible,
The Toasters,
Eve St. Jones,
MDC,
Iggy Pop,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lee Hazlewood,
Crash Course in Science,
Neil Young,
The Evens,
Hardrive,
Chrome,
Slave,
the Association,
The Buckinghams,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.