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 Bahamas and from Lyon.
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 Mumbai and Johannesburg.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 the Swans to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gang Green. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cameo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tom Boy,
The Dead C,
The Happenings,
Alice Coltrane,
Suicide,
The Kinks,
Tim Buckley,
The Velvet Underground,
The Standells,
Kerri Chandler,
The Black Dice,
The Litter,
Bob Dylan,
Main Source,
The Music Machine,
Donald Byrd,
Roger Hodgson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Royal Trux,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Barrington Levy,
Barclay James Harvest,
Angry Samoans,
Gastr Del Sol,
Aaron Thompson,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Excepter,
Alton Ellis,
The Move,
FM Einheit,
Radiohead,
the Association,
Matthew Bourne,
Agitation Free,
Electric Prunes,
Eden Ahbez,
Surgeon,
The Residents,
Roy Ayers,
Clear Light,
Depeche Mode,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ronnie Foster,
The New Christs,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Mummies,
Cluster,
Thompson Twins,
Nils Olav,
X-Ray Spex,
Boredoms,
The Zeros,
Warren Ellis,
K-Klass,
David McCallum,
Kayak,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Organ,
MC5,
John Holt,
Davy DMX,
Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat.
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.