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 Italy and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 harpsichord 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark to the grunge 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 Second Layer. All the underground hits.
All Gian Franco Pienzio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sound Behaviour,
Dorothy Ashby,
Goldenarms,
Marc Almond,
Fear,
Sonic Youth,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bill Near,
Gregory Isaacs,
Groovy Waters,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Nas,
Negative Approach,
Matthew Bourne,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Guru Guru,
Cymande,
UT,
Black Moon,
Lee Hazlewood,
Junior Murvin,
Glenn Branca,
Adolescents,
Eurythmics,
The Cowsills,
the Bar-Kays,
Danielle Patucci,
Youth Brigade,
Masters at Work,
The Barracudas,
Bang On A Can,
Marine Girls,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sandy B,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Dirtbombs,
Public Enemy,
Talk Talk,
Monolake,
Eric Dolphy,
Massinfluence,
The Music Machine,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
the Slits,
The Smoke,
The Fugs,
The Smiths,
Funkadelic,
Fela Kuti,
Swans,
June of 44,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
World's Most,
PIL,
Das Ding,
The Vogues,
Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk.
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.