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 Benin and from Stockholm.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Rod Modell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DNA,
Scott Walker,
The Residents,
Inner City,
Duran Duran,
LL Cool J,
Second Layer,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Joe Smooth,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Moody Blues,
Soft Cell,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Tommy Roe,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Scan 7,
The Mummies,
the Fania All-Stars,
Can,
Bobby Sherman,
Cameo,
Tim Buckley,
Fugazi,
Matthew Halsall,
The Blues Magoos,
Cal Tjader,
Smog,
Animal Collective,
the Human League,
Monks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Knickerbockers,
Michelle Simonal,
Warsaw,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Nick Fraelich,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Moss Icon,
Flash Fearless,
The Busters,
Nirvana,
Nas,
The Real Kids,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Buzzcocks,
Scrapy,
The Slackers,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Gories,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Livin' Joy,
Bootsy Collins,
Peter & Gordon,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
L. Decosne,
Underground Resistance,
Ralphi Rosario,
A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls.
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.