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 Saudi Arabia and from Bremen.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Roxy Music to the funk 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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All The Toasters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxy Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mo-Dettes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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 Mighty Diamonds,
The Techniques,
Radiohead,
Spandau Ballet,
Circle Jerks,
Public Enemy,
Amon Düül,
The Litter,
Lebanon Hanover,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Arcadia,
Severed Heads,
Deakin,
Roxette,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lindisfarne,
Groovy Waters,
Vladislav Delay,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rod Modell,
World's Most,
Grey Daturas,
The Index,
The Sound,
Chrome,
Procol Harum,
Bill Near,
Soul II Soul,
Agitation Free,
Royal Trux,
Bobby Womack,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Cymande,
Aural Exciters,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Birthday Party,
A Certain Ratio,
T.S.O.L.,
Talk Talk,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Sonics,
The Five Americans,
Livin' Joy,
Second Layer,
Prince Buster,
Iggy Pop,
The Leaves,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
David Axelrod,
Marvin Gaye,
Susan Cadogan,
The Residents,
Surgeon,
Michelle Simonal,
Kaleidoscope,
Deadbeat,
Bizarre Inc.,
Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily.
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.