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 Slovakia and from Edmonton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sun City Girls to the jazz 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 Blancmange. All the underground hits.
All Boogie Down Productions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a London Community Gospel Choir record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Au Pairs,
Toni Rubio,
UT,
Mark Hollis,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bizarre Inc.,
Royal Trux,
Kool Moe Dee,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Pretty Things,
New Order,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Godley & Creme,
the Bar-Kays,
Dave Gahan,
Bill Near,
Altered Images,
Terry Callier,
The Selecter,
Sun City Girls,
Throbbing Gristle,
Talk Talk,
Robert Görl,
the Association,
The Black Dice,
Cymande,
Visage,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Zero Boys,
Fugazi,
Minny Pops,
The Count Five,
Ponytail,
Dual Sessions,
La Düsseldorf,
Bang On A Can,
Thompson Twins,
Liliput,
Bootsy Collins,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Blackbyrds,
the Swans,
Curtis Mayfield,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Piero Umiliani,
The Fire Engines,
The Velvet Underground,
Dorothy Ashby,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Schoolly D,
ABBA,
Crime,
Severed Heads,
L. Decosne,
Brick,
Circle Jerks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.