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 Kenya and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 sitar 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 Audionom to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Unwound. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pulsallama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nik Kershaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Throbbing Gristle,
Warsaw,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Drive Like Jehu,
Archie Shepp,
L. Decosne,
Al Stewart,
Donald Byrd,
Aloha Tigers,
Circle Jerks,
Warren Ellis,
Bobby Sherman,
Khruangbin,
Neil Young,
The Fugs,
The Fall,
Man Parrish,
Crispy Ambulance,
10cc,
Eric B and Rakim,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lucky Dragons,
the Swans,
Frankie Knuckles,
Babytalk,
Wolf Eyes,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Schoolly D,
Ten City,
cv313,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Human League,
Erykah Badu,
In Retrospect,
Hot Snakes,
The Dave Clark Five,
Los Fastidios,
The Offenders,
Eric Dolphy,
Rotary Connection,
The Doobie Brothers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The New Christs,
Hardrive,
Sun City Girls,
Skriet,
The Shadows of Knight,
Stiv Bators,
John Foxx,
Minnie Riperton,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gerry Rafferty,
Trumans Water,
The Motions,
Popol Vuh,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style.
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.