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 Barbados and from Seoul.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Donald Fagen 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 Pole to the techno 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 Hot Snakes. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aswad 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?
the Association,
Banda Bassotti,
Fad Gadget,
Quando Quango,
Buzzcocks,
Fluxion,
The Associates,
Quadrant,
Monks,
Interpol,
Maleditus Sound,
Make Up,
Gang of Four,
Amon Düül,
LL Cool J,
Alphaville,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Divine Comedy,
Janne Schatter,
The Dirtbombs,
Y Pants,
Reagan Youth,
Audionom,
Main Source,
Alton Ellis,
John Coltrane,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Stockholm Monsters,
Joe Smooth,
The Shadows of Knight,
Arcadia,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sugar Minott,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Marvin Gaye,
The Trojans,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Count Five,
Con Funk Shun,
Pere Ubu,
Ponytail,
Stetsasonic,
Ralphi Rosario,
Robert Wyatt,
Hashim,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Dual Sessions,
Basic Channel,
Smog,
Half Japanese,
Minor Threat,
Big Daddy Kane,
Black Flag,
Bauhaus,
Circle Jerks,
Dave Gahan,
Los Fastidios,
Soft Machine,
Deakin,
Lungfish,
U.S. Maple,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.