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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 This Heat to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
F. McDonald,
Gastr Del Sol,
Nils Olav,
Radio Birdman,
Lindisfarne,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gang Green,
T. Rex,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Zeros,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Television,
Talk Talk,
Lyres,
Royal Trux,
Parry Music,
Loose Ends,
Rosa Yemen,
The Offenders,
The Fall,
Ultravox,
Tomorrow,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Five Americans,
Groovy Waters,
Index,
Y Pants,
Unwound,
Amazonics,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sonic Youth,
Infiniti,
Trumans Water,
Derrick May,
Yellowson,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Monochrome Set,
Bobby Womack,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sparks,
Cheater Slicks,
Joe Finger,
Peter & Gordon,
The United States of America,
Thee Headcoats,
Kerri Chandler,
MC5,
The Dirtbombs,
Icehouse,
Au Pairs,
AZ,
The Fortunes,
The Blackbyrds,
Marmalade,
The Leaves,
The Flesh Eaters,
Animal Collective,
Joe Smooth,
Piero Umiliani,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gang Starr,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.