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 Slovenia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Alarm Clocks to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television Personalities record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Oneida,
Tubeway Army,
Agitation Free,
Rekid,
Ronnie Foster,
Average White Band,
Soulsonic Force,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Shadows of Knight,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bobby Hutcherson,
New York Dolls,
Whodini,
A Certain Ratio,
Barry Ungar,
Avey Tare,
Man Parrish,
Negative Approach,
Eric Dolphy,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Modern Lovers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Toasters,
Flash Fearless,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sam Rivers,
Kerrie Biddell,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Mars,
Judy Mowatt,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Robert Hood,
Nation of Ulysses,
E-Dancer,
Pantytec,
Deakin,
Lower 48,
The Black Dice,
The Human League,
The Offenders,
Iggy Pop,
Sight & Sound,
Connie Case,
Khruangbin,
the Normal,
Pet Shop Boys,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Juan Atkins,
Lebanon Hanover,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Names,
The Motions,
The Trojans,
The Mummies,
Glenn Branca,
Shuggie Otis,
One Last Wish,
Malaria!,
Lee Hazlewood,
Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.
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.