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 Chile and from Lyon.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Joensuu 1685 to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Stooges. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ituana record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultra Naté record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Associates,
The Happenings,
Lou Christie,
Popol Vuh,
The Pop Group,
Fugazi,
Brass Construction,
Avey Tare,
Scientists,
Alison Limerick,
The Gories,
Royal Trux,
The Dirtbombs,
Bang On A Can,
Soulsonic Force,
Peter & Gordon,
Metal Thangz,
Scratch Acid,
Freddie Wadling,
Nils Olav,
Radio Birdman,
Andrew Hill,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ituana,
The Fugs,
Jawbox,
The Vogues,
Drexciya,
Aural Exciters,
Flamin' Groovies,
Suicide,
Swell Maps,
Pussy Galore,
Archie Shepp,
Ohio Players,
One Last Wish,
Idris Muhammad,
Matthew Halsall,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Eli Mardock,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Underground Resistance,
Excepter,
Main Source,
Basic Channel,
Wire,
Whodini,
Sonic Youth,
Symarip,
Rites of Spring,
Lakeside,
Nation of Ulysses,
Howard Jones,
Aloha Tigers,
Lalo Schifrin,
Shoche,
Barry Ungar,
Public Enemy,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.