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 Bangladesh and from New York.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Milan.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Bang on a Can All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Oneida tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Justin Hinds & The Dominoes 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ 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 Shadows of Knight,
Aural Exciters,
John Cale,
Guru Guru,
Peter & Gordon,
The Beau Brummels,
The Black Dice,
Thee Headcoats,
Eric B and Rakim,
Mo-Dettes,
Agitation Free,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Brick,
Eve St. Jones,
The Kinks,
Scratch Acid,
Stiv Bators,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Angels of Light,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Warren Ellis,
The Golliwogs,
Alphaville,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ossler,
DNA,
X-Ray Spex,
Scan 7,
Moss Icon,
The J.B.'s,
The Gladiators,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Oneida,
Robert Hood,
Lower 48,
Colin Newman,
Todd Rundgren,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sonic Youth,
Ice-T,
Panda Bear,
Bluetip,
Lou Reed,
Hot Snakes,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Groovy Waters,
Delon & Dalcan,
Can,
Sarah Menescal,
Swans,
Procol Harum,
Black Bananas,
Joensuu 1685,
Girls At Our Best!,
the Germs,
The Zeros,
Dave Gahan,
Sex Pistols,
Yusef Lateef,
Mars,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.