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 Colombia and from Taipei.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 KRS-One to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Agent Orange. All the underground hits.
All Tim Buckley tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maurizio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terrestrial Tones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
Drive Like Jehu,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Jawbox,
The American Breed,
Whodini,
Crispy Ambulance,
Eden Ahbez,
Jandek,
Lebanon Hanover,
Visage,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
It's A Beautiful Day,
This Heat,
Urselle,
World's Most,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Nirvana,
Bobby Sherman,
Bill Near,
The J.B.'s,
Ice-T,
New Order,
Soft Machine,
Mission of Burma,
Max Romeo,
Yazoo,
Swans,
Gabor Szabo,
Crash Course in Science,
Y Pants,
Gang Gang Dance,
Flash Fearless,
Zapp,
Terrestrial Tones,
Junior Murvin,
Joyce Sims,
Theoretical Girls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Wally Richardson,
Cal Tjader,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Cluster,
The Victims,
Charles Mingus,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sandy B,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Dawn Penn,
Infiniti,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Grandmaster Flash,
Fluxion,
The Martian,
MC5,
Susan Cadogan,
Rites of Spring,
The Kinks,
Subhumans,
John Coltrane,
Grauzone,
The Grass Roots,
The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills.
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.