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 Netherlands and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 the Germs to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe 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 marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fugs,
Joe Smooth,
Gang Green,
the Normal,
Lyres,
Isaac Hayes,
The Misunderstood,
Matthew Halsall,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Laurel Aitken,
the Germs,
Rakim,
T. Rex,
Scion,
Bronski Beat,
Model 500,
Average White Band,
Althea and Donna,
Jacob Miller,
Panda Bear,
Derrick Morgan,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Y Pants,
Gil Scott Heron,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Litter,
The Zeros,
The Sound,
Be Bop Deluxe,
June of 44,
The Young Rascals,
Boogie Down Productions,
Pylon,
Pierre Henry,
Monks,
Bill Wells,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Graham Central Station,
The Modern Lovers,
Tubeway Army,
Accadde A,
The Vogues,
The Fall,
Quadrant,
Skriet,
Alton Ellis,
Dark Day,
Nico,
Outsiders,
The Happenings,
Clear Light,
Zapp,
Ituana,
Bluetip,
Cecil Taylor,
Blossom Toes,
The Toasters,
Franke,
Rod Modell,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Urselle,
Section 25,
AZ,
Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim, Eric B and Rakim.
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.