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 Singapore and from London.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the guitar 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 The Moleskins to the rock 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 Vogues. All the underground hits.
All Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
The Red Krayola,
Simply Red,
The Fuzztones,
the Swans,
Sixth Finger,
Bauhaus,
Amon Düül,
Jerry Gold Smith,
One Last Wish,
Gastr Del Sol,
Heaven 17,
The Cramps,
Steve Hackett,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ken Boothe,
the Germs,
The Moody Blues,
Janne Schatter,
Henry Cow,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Susan Cadogan,
Big Daddy Kane,
Stiv Bators,
Robert Hood,
Camouflage,
Harry Pussy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Thompson Twins,
Joy Division,
Pagans,
Rod Modell,
World's Most,
the Slits,
Smog,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mars,
Rakim,
Half Japanese,
Qualms,
The Fire Engines,
John Foxx,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Quadrant,
Average White Band,
Ultravox,
Sarah Menescal,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
H. Thieme,
Moebius,
Shoche,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ludus,
The Barracudas,
Icehouse,
The Divine Comedy,
China Crisis,
Kas Product,
Young Marble Giants,
The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings.
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.