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 Samoa and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Lou Reed 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 Scientists to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Junior Murvin 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tommy Roe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scrapy,
X-Ray Spex,
Echospace,
The J.B.'s,
The Names,
Chris Corsano,
Jacob Miller,
New Age Steppers,
Whodini,
Kool Moe Dee,
Rapeman,
Talk Talk,
Underground Resistance,
Toni Rubio,
Public Enemy,
Lucky Dragons,
Robert Wyatt,
Black Flag,
Derrick Morgan,
Sight & Sound,
Deepchord,
DJ Sneak,
Peter & Gordon,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Alphaville,
T.S.O.L.,
The Offenders,
Sam Rivers,
The Techniques,
Minny Pops,
Delon & Dalcan,
Japan,
Trumans Water,
Can,
Rekid,
The United States of America,
Davy DMX,
Urselle,
Hoover,
The Real Kids,
Arcadia,
The Black Dice,
Al Stewart,
Pantaleimon,
Motorama,
T. Rex,
Young Marble Giants,
Bill Near,
Don Cherry,
Smog,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Radiohead,
Big Daddy Kane,
Wire,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Flash Fearless,
Black Bananas,
Wolf Eyes,
ABBA,
The Cowsills,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.