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 Namibia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Graham Central Station to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Remains. All the underground hits.
All The Pop Group tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Beau Brummels record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
The Standells,
Hasil Adkins,
The Walker Brothers,
Visage,
Brick,
Iggy Pop,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Faust,
Shuggie Otis,
Rotary Connection,
Ralphi Rosario,
Nik Kershaw,
The Litter,
Tomorrow,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Cowsills,
Spoonie Gee,
The Grass Roots,
Bobby Byrd,
JFA,
New Order,
The Monochrome Set,
Anthony Braxton,
The Golliwogs,
The Red Krayola,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Black Sheep,
Pussy Galore,
Sonic Youth,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Nick Fraelich,
Delta 5,
Susan Cadogan,
Sparks,
Sun Ra,
The Move,
Scion,
F. McDonald,
Sam Rivers,
Maleditus Sound,
Funkadelic,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
cv313,
Tommy Roe,
David McCallum,
In Retrospect,
Easy Going,
Gang Green,
The New Christs,
The Seeds,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
OOIOO,
Los Fastidios,
Minutemen,
Average White Band,
Rufus Thomas,
Little Man,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lindisfarne,
Dark Day,
PIL,
Ultravox,
The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras.
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.