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 Iceland and from Tehran.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Ponytail to the techno 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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bad Manners,
Amon Düül,
Bob Dylan,
10cc,
Peter and Kerry,
Piero Umiliani,
Motorama,
Dual Sessions,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Golliwogs,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lee Hazlewood,
It's A Beautiful Day,
X-Ray Spex,
Rekid,
Section 25,
Masters at Work,
Soul Sonic Force,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Five Americans,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The J.B.'s,
X-101,
Magazine,
Faust,
The Offenders,
Ten City,
Magma,
Marmalade,
Laurel Aitken,
The Real Kids,
The Tremeloes,
The Knickerbockers,
Colin Newman,
Jacques Brel,
Jerry's Kids,
Wolf Eyes,
Quando Quango,
Flash Fearless,
The Stooges,
Jeff Lynne,
Crispian St. Peters,
Deakin,
Television Personalities,
Rosa Yemen,
Rites of Spring,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Gories,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Velvet Underground,
Model 500,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Moby Grape,
Terrestrial Tones,
Marshall Jefferson,
June of 44,
Ponytail,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.