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 Burkina and from Seoul.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Bill Near to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All Gong tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fall,
Archie Shepp,
Banda Bassotti,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Electric Prunes,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Doors,
the Germs,
Bronski Beat,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
the Soft Cell,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dorothy Ashby,
Motorama,
Avey Tare,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Circle Jerks,
Fluxion,
Bizarre Inc.,
Audionom,
Gregory Isaacs,
Arcadia,
Fela Kuti,
Silicon Teens,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Duran Duran,
Pole,
The Remains,
Crispy Ambulance,
Kas Product,
June of 44,
Anakelly,
Amon Düül II,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sam Rivers,
In Retrospect,
Camouflage,
Joyce Sims,
The Skatalites,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
OOIOO,
Outsiders,
DJ Sneak,
F. McDonald,
The Beau Brummels,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Fugs,
Tim Buckley,
Ultra Naté,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
David Bowie,
Letta Mbulu,
Deakin,
Clear Light,
This Heat,
Khruangbin,
Skaos,
The Cowsills,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke.
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.