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 Poland and from Tehran.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lyon.
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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Ponytail to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Monks,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Scratch Acid,
Flipper,
Ornette Coleman,
Alison Limerick,
Mandrill,
The Sonics,
The Kinks,
Soul II Soul,
David McCallum,
Matthew Bourne,
Idris Muhammad,
Niagra,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Visage,
Kenny Larkin,
Ralphi Rosario,
Livin' Joy,
Juan Atkins,
Bobby Womack,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Man Parrish,
Jerry's Kids,
Youth Brigade,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Girls At Our Best!,
Q65,
T.S.O.L.,
Derrick Morgan,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sparks,
Magma,
The Pretty Things,
Dave Gahan,
The Zeros,
Grey Daturas,
Moss Icon,
Ken Boothe,
Bluetip,
Drive Like Jehu,
Mission of Burma,
Skarface,
Lyres,
The Trojans,
Mo-Dettes,
The Golliwogs,
Metal Thangz,
the Sonics,
Tomorrow,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Index,
Animal Collective,
Radiopuhelimet,
Rites of Spring,
Marvin Gaye,
48th St. Collective,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.