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 France and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Hardrive to the disco 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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Slits,
Tubeway Army,
Glenn Branca,
Crime,
Lee Hazlewood,
Angry Samoans,
The Blackbyrds,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Roxette,
Matthew Halsall,
Black Sheep,
Slave,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lou Reed,
Scan 7,
Symarip,
Godley & Creme,
Crispian St. Peters,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Freddie Wadling,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Anthony Braxton,
Eurythmics,
UT,
Connie Case,
Kerrie Biddell,
Letta Mbulu,
Harry Pussy,
Rakim,
Hardrive,
Skaos,
The Mojo Men,
Scott Walker,
Dennis Brown,
Man Parrish,
Carl Craig,
CMW,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Misunderstood,
the Soft Cell,
Ornette Coleman,
Pantytec,
New Age Steppers,
Supertramp,
Inner City,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Susan Cadogan,
The Busters,
Parry Music,
Swell Maps,
Cybotron,
June Days,
Sonic Youth,
Bill Wells,
Stockholm Monsters,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
FM Einheit,
Jeff Mills,
Popol Vuh,
Robert Wyatt,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.