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 Liberia and from Madrid.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Sister Nancy to the jazz 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oneida 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wolf Eyes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
Siglo XX,
The Divine Comedy,
Matthew Bourne,
Simply Red,
David Axelrod,
Tom Boy,
The Tremeloes,
Barrington Levy,
Lalo Schifrin,
Vladislav Delay,
James White and The Blacks,
Buzzcocks,
Faraquet,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Barry Ungar,
Dark Day,
Tres Demented,
Man Eating Sloth,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sällskapet,
Con Funk Shun,
Reuben Wilson,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Suburban Knight,
Kerrie Biddell,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Slave,
DNA,
Gang Green,
Sound Behaviour,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Peter and Kerry,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Chris & Cosey,
Todd Rundgren,
Leonard Cohen,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Clear Light,
X-102,
Ossler,
Ronnie Foster,
Saccharine Trust,
Pantaleimon,
Isaac Hayes,
Kool Moe Dee,
Brass Construction,
Monolake,
Harry Pussy,
Idris Muhammad,
China Crisis,
June Days,
Inner City,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pantytec,
Scrapy,
The Monks,
Lower 48,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon.
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.