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 Lebanon and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Robert Görl to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All Lebanon Hanover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
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 Count Five,
The Grass Roots,
The Motions,
Tres Demented,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Beau Brummels,
The Moleskins,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Nirvana,
Toni Rubio,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Blues Magoos,
Lindisfarne,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sex Pistols,
Skriet,
Eric Dolphy,
Flipper,
Parry Music,
The Velvet Underground,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bootsy Collins,
Boredoms,
Fugazi,
Spoonie Gee,
The Slackers,
Steve Hackett,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kayak,
Swell Maps,
The Gap Band,
Jeff Lynne,
Dead Boys,
Gastr Del Sol,
Duran Duran,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Deadbeat,
Ralphi Rosario,
Albert Ayler,
Rhythm & Sound,
UT,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Trumans Water,
The Fortunes,
Tim Buckley,
Dave Gahan,
The Knickerbockers,
Alice Coltrane,
Oneida,
The Music Machine,
Country Teasers,
Bang On A Can,
Livin' Joy,
Lou Christie,
Pierre Henry,
Aural Exciters,
Sexual Harrassment,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
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.