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 Dominica and from London.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manchester.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joy Division record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mo-Dettes,
Roxette,
Pole,
Bob Dylan,
Fluxion,
The Star Department,
Porter Ricks,
Matthew Halsall,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ituana,
Pantytec,
ABC,
Eden Ahbez,
Sonic Youth,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bronski Beat,
Jacques Brel,
Kool Moe Dee,
Josef K,
Scott Walker,
Gong,
L. Decosne,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Prince Buster,
Average White Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
June of 44,
Cymande,
Yellowson,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rapeman,
David Axelrod,
Nik Kershaw,
Y Pants,
Terry Callier,
X-101,
Nas,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Fugs,
Pylon,
Albert Ayler,
EPMD,
the Fania All-Stars,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Walker Brothers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kenny Larkin,
Essential Logic,
the Slits,
Masters at Work,
Dead Boys,
10cc,
Don Cherry,
John Coltrane,
Gerry Rafferty,
Cluster,
The Vogues,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
AZ,
Crime,
Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape.
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.