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 Mauritania and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Woodstock.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Smog to the jazz 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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sparks 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anthony Braxton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Accadde A,
Pet Shop Boys,
Nik Kershaw,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Tomorrow,
Warren Ellis,
Thompson Twins,
Absolute Body Control,
World's Most,
Man Parrish,
Flamin' Groovies,
Yellowson,
Scratch Acid,
Nas,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
In Retrospect,
Roxy Music,
Black Pus,
Fort Wilson Riot,
D'Angelo,
Model 500,
Swell Maps,
Fela Kuti,
Khruangbin,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
John Coltrane,
Lou Reed,
Grey Daturas,
Marmalade,
The Beau Brummels,
Shuggie Otis,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
These Immortal Souls,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Skriet,
Albert Ayler,
Echospace,
Magma,
The Doors,
The Tremeloes,
Bill Near,
Electric Light Orchestra,
John Cale,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Davy DMX,
Soul Sonic Force,
John Lydon,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Five Americans,
The Cure,
The Busters,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Rotary Connection,
Urselle,
Bobby Byrd,
Bobby Womack,
K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass.
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.