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 Djibouti and from Lille.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the guitar 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 Panda Bear to the techno 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 Boredoms. All the underground hits.
All Accadde A tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wolf Eyes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lee Hazlewood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Amon Düül II,
Panda Bear,
Scan 7,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
New Order,
Barclay James Harvest,
Theoretical Girls,
Subhumans,
Organ,
Fluxion,
ABBA,
Parry Music,
E-Dancer,
Kurtis Blow,
Duran Duran,
Stiv Bators,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Henry Cow,
Rites of Spring,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gang of Four,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Vainqueur,
Harmonia,
Janne Schatter,
Simply Red,
Khruangbin,
The Gun Club,
The Trojans,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Cybotron,
Talk Talk,
This Heat,
Little Man,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lalo Schifrin,
John Lydon,
Funkadelic,
The Blackbyrds,
Warren Ellis,
Agent Orange,
Faraquet,
Malaria!,
Bill Wells,
Kenny Larkin,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Gories,
Arthur Verocai,
Marmalade,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Motions,
Alphaville,
Ultra Naté,
Inner City,
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.