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 Micronesia and from Delhi.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Kayak to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Absolute Body Control tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Circle Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Nick Fraelich,
Pharoah Sanders,
X-Ray Spex,
Sun City Girls,
Symarip,
Andrew Hill,
Blossom Toes,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Joe Finger,
Rapeman,
Soul II Soul,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Velvet Underground,
Sandy B,
Kurtis Blow,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lou Christie,
Electric Prunes,
The Modern Lovers,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rufus Thomas,
Von Mondo,
Mad Mike,
Don Cherry,
The Dirtbombs,
The Wake,
Bush Tetras,
Alton Ellis,
Eden Ahbez,
Shoche,
Maurizio,
Oneida,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Little Man,
Minutemen,
Crash Course in Science,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Moody Blues,
Gregory Isaacs,
Black Pus,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
R.M.O.,
Scientists,
The Beau Brummels,
The Mummies,
Khruangbin,
Talk Talk,
Hoover,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Technova,
EPMD,
Average White Band,
Wolf Eyes,
Tubeway Army,
The Pretty Things,
Fad Gadget,
Babytalk,
Brick,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.