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 Venezuela and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 oboe 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 Hood to the dance 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 Juan Atkins. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Index record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
The Pretty Things,
Harpers Bizarre,
Suburban Knight,
The Gap Band,
Au Pairs,
Hashim,
Nas,
Sight & Sound,
Tom Boy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Music Machine,
Mad Mike,
Wasted Youth,
One Last Wish,
John Holt,
Tommy Roe,
Negative Approach,
the Slits,
Lakeside,
Suicide,
Drive Like Jehu,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
EPMD,
Bobby Hutcherson,
K-Klass,
Circle Jerks,
Harmonia,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Anthony Braxton,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Swell Maps,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pagans,
Sun City Girls,
Robert Wyatt,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Knickerbockers,
The Neon Judgement,
Lindisfarne,
Bob Dylan,
The Cramps,
Steve Hackett,
Wolf Eyes,
Soft Cell,
Kerri Chandler,
Icehouse,
Albert Ayler,
FM Einheit,
Alice Coltrane,
Essential Logic,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Second Layer,
Inner City,
CMW,
Moss Icon,
This Heat,
Rufus Thomas,
The Searchers,
Curtis Mayfield,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.