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 Greece and from Copenhagen.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Anakelly to the dance 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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All Nation of Ulysses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Five Americans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pylon,
Quadrant,
Colin Newman,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Crash Course in Science,
Blossom Toes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nick Fraelich,
David Bowie,
Sexual Harrassment,
Deadbeat,
Unwound,
Quantec,
Jandek,
The Residents,
Youth Brigade,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Evens,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Altered Images,
Soul Sonic Force,
Mars,
Joey Negro,
Shuggie Otis,
Scientists,
Sound Behaviour,
Flash Fearless,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Black Bananas,
Black Moon,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Quando Quango,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Trojans,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Vladislav Delay,
Visage,
Eve St. Jones,
Gang Gang Dance,
the Fania All-Stars,
Delta 5,
Clear Light,
Gregory Isaacs,
cv313,
Lyres,
The Golliwogs,
The Remains,
Cal Tjader,
One Last Wish,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ronnie Foster,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Moebius,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Smoke,
Ultravox,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Heaven 17,
Duran Duran,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Underground Resistance,
Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring.
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.