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 Singapore and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the jazz 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 Gang Starr. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pharoah Sanders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tim Buckley,
Man Parrish,
Tomorrow,
The Young Rascals,
Talk Talk,
Peter & Gordon,
The Count Five,
Kevin Saunderson,
Nation of Ulysses,
Skarface,
This Heat,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ludus,
Scrapy,
Bobby Womack,
Fatback Band,
Theoretical Girls,
Silicon Teens,
Pagans,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lou Reed,
Leonard Cohen,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Symarip,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Icehouse,
Smog,
the Sonics,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rod Modell,
The Searchers,
Buzzcocks,
Judy Mowatt,
Eddi Front,
The Monochrome Set,
Cluster,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Joy Division,
Crispy Ambulance,
Pantaleimon,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sister Nancy,
The Pretty Things,
Jacob Miller,
Agitation Free,
The Shadows of Knight,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Erasure,
Kerrie Biddell,
the Germs,
Maurizio,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Jeru the Damaja,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Marmalade,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Parry Music,
Stiv Bators,
In Retrospect,
X-Ray Spex,
the Slits,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh.
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.