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 Afghanistan and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 guitar 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 Thee Headcoats to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All Quando Quango tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jandek record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Leaves,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Tremeloes,
X-102,
Massinfluence,
DNA,
Eli Mardock,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ken Boothe,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Danielle Patucci,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rotary Connection,
Peter and Kerry,
The Beau Brummels,
Arab on Radar,
Main Source,
Robert Görl,
H. Thieme,
Black Sheep,
Don Cherry,
Lungfish,
Agitation Free,
Patti Smith,
cv313,
Soul II Soul,
Brass Construction,
Blossom Toes,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Circle Jerks,
The Offenders,
Section 25,
Japan,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Au Pairs,
The Real Kids,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Camberwell Now,
Ornette Coleman,
FM Einheit,
Pierre Henry,
Godley & Creme,
Moss Icon,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Loose Ends,
The Black Dice,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Harry Pussy,
David McCallum,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Dave Gahan,
Mark Hollis,
Supertramp,
Gang Starr,
The Birthday Party,
June of 44,
Bobby Womack,
Marc Almond,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.