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 Kosovo and from Spokane.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar 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 Derrick Morgan to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Bang On A Can. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force 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 snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alphaville record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Eric Copeland,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kayak,
Rites of Spring,
Jandek,
The Human League,
Dead Boys,
Anthony Braxton,
Flash Fearless,
Warren Ellis,
Y Pants,
The Remains,
Byron Stingily,
Robert Wyatt,
Minor Threat,
Yazoo,
Alphaville,
Banda Bassotti,
Soft Cell,
The Pop Group,
Ituana,
The Slits,
Can,
Bill Near,
Andrew Hill,
The Raincoats,
Lindisfarne,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eurythmics,
DJ Style,
The Music Machine,
Vladislav Delay,
Joy Division,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Soul II Soul,
Swell Maps,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Wolf Eyes,
Ultra Naté,
Cymande,
Depeche Mode,
Nirvana,
Dennis Brown,
Babytalk,
kango's stein massive,
Organ,
Archie Shepp,
Simply Red,
Audionom,
Minutemen,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Whodini,
Gichy Dan,
Sugar Minott,
Liliput,
Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion.
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.