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 Cambodia and from Bremen.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Fania All-Stars to the crunk 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 The Moleskins. All the underground hits.
All kango's stein massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Osbourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Wells,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Aloha Tigers,
Black Bananas,
John Coltrane,
The Walker Brothers,
Tears for Fears,
Unrelated Segments,
Marine Girls,
Ponytail,
Eric Copeland,
Tim Buckley,
Leonard Cohen,
Traffic Nightmare,
Nico,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Flamin' Groovies,
David McCallum,
Robert Wyatt,
Rites of Spring,
The Toasters,
Godley & Creme,
Pantaleimon,
The Cowsills,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
This Heat,
The Kinks,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Dave Clark Five,
Patti Smith,
The Fuzztones,
Rotary Connection,
Cecil Taylor,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Cybotron,
Duran Duran,
Lightning Bolt,
Roxette,
The Gap Band,
Pantytec,
the Bar-Kays,
Lalann,
Lower 48,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Magazine,
The Fall,
Dual Sessions,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Joe Finger,
Glenn Branca,
Sugar Minott,
Judy Mowatt,
Heaven 17,
Robert Görl,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Altered Images,
These Immortal Souls,
Arab on Radar,
John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx.
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.