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 Yemen and from Cairo.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Symarip to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Oneida tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slick Rick 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lee Hazlewood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Average White Band,
Crooked Eye,
the Fania All-Stars,
Throbbing Gristle,
Babytalk,
Wire,
Buzzcocks,
Michelle Simonal,
Grey Daturas,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Jerry's Kids,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Cramps,
Shoche,
Erykah Badu,
Eric B and Rakim,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bauhaus,
The Remains,
The Blues Magoos,
The Red Krayola,
Eurythmics,
Skarface,
the Normal,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Barracudas,
Smog,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Barbara Tucker,
Sun City Girls,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Marine Girls,
Bobby Byrd,
Clear Light,
The Gun Club,
The Smoke,
Fear,
Gastr Del Sol,
Alison Limerick,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Echospace,
The Moody Blues,
June Days,
Rhythm & Sound,
Massinfluence,
Banda Bassotti,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sällskapet,
Half Japanese,
Bob Dylan,
The Angels of Light,
Amon Düül,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Sonics,
Skaos,
Fad Gadget,
Rapeman,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bluetip,
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.