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 Armenia and from Delhi.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Misunderstood to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Louis and Bebe Barron. All the underground hits.
All Cabaret Voltaire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hardrive,
Monolake,
Sun Ra,
DNA,
Wasted Youth,
Kevin Saunderson,
Deadbeat,
The Motions,
Electric Light Orchestra,
FM Einheit,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lucky Dragons,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Todd Rundgren,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gang Green,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ponytail,
Moss Icon,
Erasure,
Ice-T,
Banda Bassotti,
Gerry Rafferty,
Scrapy,
The Dirtbombs,
Kool Moe Dee,
R.M.O.,
Robert Görl,
Altered Images,
Gang Starr,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bobby Sherman,
The Move,
Eric Dolphy,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ornette Coleman,
10cc,
Bauhaus,
Excepter,
Bob Dylan,
Bronski Beat,
Bang On A Can,
Mo-Dettes,
Tomorrow,
Lebanon Hanover,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Essential Logic,
Television Personalities,
Howard Jones,
Agitation Free,
Zapp,
The Grass Roots,
Neil Young,
Suburban Knight,
The Invisible,
Scott Walker,
Scion,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Ludus,
Bobby Byrd,
The Fugs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scan 7,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.