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 Kyrgyzstan and from Mumbai.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Moby Grape to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Talk Talk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pylon,
Masters at Work,
James White and The Blacks,
Scott Walker,
Soft Machine,
Girls At Our Best!,
Malaria!,
the Human League,
Radio Birdman,
The Vogues,
Brass Construction,
Robert Hood,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
John Holt,
Scion,
The Modern Lovers,
the Soft Cell,
Letta Mbulu,
Country Joe & The Fish,
MDC,
Interpol,
Delon & Dalcan,
Boredoms,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Arcadia,
Lebanon Hanover,
Camouflage,
X-101,
Pole,
The Index,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lyres,
Tim Buckley,
Marshall Jefferson,
David Axelrod,
Traffic Nightmare,
Young Marble Giants,
Popol Vuh,
Rapeman,
Pantytec,
Magma,
Grandmaster Flash,
Little Man,
Andrew Hill,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Gories,
The Sound,
The Barracudas,
Sonic Youth,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Basic Channel,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Happenings,
Neil Young,
The Busters,
Severed Heads,
Neu!,
Rhythm & Sound,
World's Most,
Faust,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.