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 Japan and from Portland.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the güiro 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 UT to the techno 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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.
All Clear Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moody Blues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Man Parrish,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Franke,
Tom Boy,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Remains,
The Neon Judgement,
Grey Daturas,
The Monks,
Godley & Creme,
Interpol,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Dead C,
E-Dancer,
Stereo Dub,
Ronnie Foster,
The Barracudas,
Excepter,
Maurizio,
Junior Murvin,
UT,
Henry Cow,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Y Pants,
The Red Krayola,
the Normal,
Organ,
The Misunderstood,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Idris Muhammad,
Camberwell Now,
Duran Duran,
Brick,
Delta 5,
Supertramp,
The Moleskins,
Kerri Chandler,
Pantaleimon,
Metal Thangz,
Bobby Sherman,
Wolf Eyes,
Black Pus,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sarah Menescal,
The Tremeloes,
Suburban Knight,
Dennis Brown,
Joensuu 1685,
8 Eyed Spy,
Rekid,
The Doobie Brothers,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Selecter,
Marmalade,
Lindisfarne,
Deadbeat,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Skatalites,
Unwound,
Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell.
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.