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 Swaziland and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 oboe 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 Sixth Finger to the jazz 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 The Residents. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultramagnetic MC's record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dead Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Invisible,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
James White and The Blacks,
Sonny Sharrock,
Boredoms,
Nation of Ulysses,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bush Tetras,
The Birthday Party,
Nik Kershaw,
The Skatalites,
Kayak,
Minutemen,
Wire,
Metal Thangz,
The Gun Club,
Pierre Henry,
Alice Coltrane,
Erasure,
Black Flag,
Liliput,
Bootsy Collins,
Brothers Johnson,
The Index,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Japan,
Slick Rick,
The Knickerbockers,
Rufus Thomas,
The Music Machine,
Smog,
In Retrospect,
Crash Course in Science,
Kurtis Blow,
Robert Hood,
Babytalk,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Index,
Leonard Cohen,
Warsaw,
Ice-T,
Rod Modell,
Drive Like Jehu,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Procol Harum,
Matthew Bourne,
Danielle Patucci,
the Slits,
Susan Cadogan,
Lower 48,
The Offenders,
Au Pairs,
Roy Ayers,
Y Pants,
X-102,
Reagan Youth,
Funkadelic,
The Pretty Things,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Desert Stars,
Aloha Tigers,
Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana.
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.