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 Morocco and from Cairo.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Spokane.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sonics 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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rites of Spring 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobbi Humphrey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Aaron Thompson,
La Düsseldorf,
The Modern Lovers,
Barry Ungar,
Jawbox,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ken Boothe,
Kerri Chandler,
Talk Talk,
World's Most,
Outsiders,
The Moody Blues,
Moby Grape,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Slackers,
DJ Sneak,
Oblivians,
Gichy Dan,
Section 25,
Boredoms,
Malaria!,
Bush Tetras,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Con Funk Shun,
Aswad,
Camberwell Now,
Banda Bassotti,
The Techniques,
Tropical Tobacco,
Dawn Penn,
Niagra,
Marmalade,
John Coltrane,
Youth Brigade,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ossler,
The Fuzztones,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Blancmange,
Make Up,
Sex Pistols,
Bizarre Inc.,
Mo-Dettes,
Lalann,
Michelle Simonal,
Scientists,
The Black Dice,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Marc Almond,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Harmonia,
The Durutti Column,
EPMD,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
B.T. Express,
James White and The Blacks,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.