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 Bolivia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Godley & Creme to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Wally Richardson. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lightning Bolt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Animal Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Technova,
Aaron Thompson,
Donny Hathaway,
Bang On A Can,
Circle Jerks,
Minny Pops,
Ituana,
The Stooges,
World's Most,
Rites of Spring,
Faust,
Sam Rivers,
Lyres,
The Motions,
Neil Young,
The Sound,
The Barracudas,
Barrington Levy,
The Standells,
Graham Central Station,
Juan Atkins,
Cybotron,
The Raincoats,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
June Days,
Tim Buckley,
MDC,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Slits,
Joe Finger,
Lungfish,
Trumans Water,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Laurel Aitken,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Names,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Q and Not U,
Jacob Miller,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gichy Dan,
D'Angelo,
Howard Jones,
The Knickerbockers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Schoolly D,
The Happenings,
The Litter,
Alton Ellis,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gregory Isaacs,
the Sonics,
Con Funk Shun,
Dual Sessions,
Television Personalities,
Judy Mowatt,
The J.B.'s,
Funkadelic,
Curtis Mayfield,
Panda Bear,
Iggy Pop,
The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs.
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.