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 New Zealand and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Gastr Del Sol to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Womack record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liaisons Dangereuses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cowsills,
The Buckinghams,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Buzzcocks,
T. Rex,
Yellowson,
Yaz,
Aloha Tigers,
Bobby Womack,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Eve St. Jones,
LL Cool J,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Eric B and Rakim,
Audionom,
Grey Daturas,
Alton Ellis,
Rod Modell,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Motions,
the Swans,
Steve Hackett,
Leonard Cohen,
Alice Coltrane,
Hashim,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Busters,
Althea and Donna,
Radiohead,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Eddi Front,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lindisfarne,
Soft Cell,
Rekid,
Crime,
June of 44,
Cal Tjader,
Ronnie Foster,
Warsaw,
Circle Jerks,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Brand Nubian,
B.T. Express,
Pharoah Sanders,
Radiopuhelimet,
Au Pairs,
Sparks,
The Music Machine,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Nas,
the Germs,
The Kinks,
Electric Prunes,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Oblivians,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Toasters,
The Doors,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.