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 Tonga and from Philadelphia.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 theremin 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 Groovy Waters to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Wake,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Dirtbombs,
The Leaves,
Marine Girls,
Icehouse,
Moebius,
Don Cherry,
DJ Style,
Intrusion,
Girls At Our Best!,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Nick Fraelich,
The Martian,
New Age Steppers,
Hardrive,
Archie Shepp,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kayak,
The Toasters,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Real Kids,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Doobie Brothers,
Q and Not U,
Aaron Thompson,
The Beau Brummels,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Tom Boy,
The Monochrome Set,
Masters at Work,
John Coltrane,
Rotary Connection,
Radiopuhelimet,
Accadde A,
a-ha,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Detroit Cobras,
Connie Case,
Magma,
Visage,
Neu!,
Wire,
Ten City,
Amon Düül,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Godley & Creme,
Mo-Dettes,
Yazoo,
Supertramp,
Harpers Bizarre,
Easy Going,
Technova,
Excepter,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Michelle Simonal,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Motions,
The Doors,
Flamin' Groovies,
The New Christs,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.