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 Georgia and from Bremen.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Seeds to the jazz 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 Johnny Clarke. All the underground hits.
All The Evens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Malaria! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ice-T record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Trojans,
Radio Birdman,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Erasure,
The Moleskins,
Yellowson,
Eden Ahbez,
Wings,
Joensuu 1685,
The Misunderstood,
Sällskapet,
Audionom,
Donny Hathaway,
Half Japanese,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Leaves,
The Count Five,
The Sonics,
Mark Hollis,
The Standells,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Nas,
Alton Ellis,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
One Last Wish,
Scott Walker,
Letta Mbulu,
DJ Sneak,
The Dirtbombs,
The Litter,
Flash Fearless,
Soft Cell,
Organ,
Kaleidoscope,
Stockholm Monsters,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Brick,
Pet Shop Boys,
Niagra,
Kenny Larkin,
Gang of Four,
Jacob Miller,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Flipper,
The New Christs,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Television Personalities,
Andrew Hill,
Freddie Wadling,
Thompson Twins,
Sight & Sound,
Simply Red,
Livin' Joy,
The Saints,
D'Angelo,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Chrome,
Barbara Tucker,
kango's stein massive,
Prince Buster,
Goldenarms,
Whodini, Whodini, Whodini, Whodini.
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.