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 Russia and from Taipei.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 808 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 The Sonics to the funk 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 Section 25. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bad Manners record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nico,
Wolf Eyes,
Shuggie Otis,
The Slits,
X-Ray Spex,
Das Ding,
Whodini,
EPMD,
Sex Pistols,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Barry Ungar,
Camberwell Now,
The Cure,
Mad Mike,
Barclay James Harvest,
Mary Jane Girls,
T.S.O.L.,
Todd Rundgren,
Jawbox,
The Golliwogs,
The Birthday Party,
Fugazi,
Sound Behaviour,
Mr. Review,
Jacob Miller,
Charles Mingus,
Franke,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lower 48,
Lakeside,
Nick Fraelich,
Accadde A,
Maleditus Sound,
Godley & Creme,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Association,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Quando Quango,
Delta 5,
Ralphi Rosario,
Flash Fearless,
Steve Hackett,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Mojo Men,
Aaron Thompson,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Matthew Bourne,
The Human League,
Kenny Larkin,
The Searchers,
Sexual Harrassment,
Bad Manners,
L. Decosne,
Rufus Thomas,
JFA,
Kool Moe Dee,
Brothers Johnson,
Livin' Joy,
Deakin, Deakin, Deakin, Deakin.
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.