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 Antigua and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 synthesizer 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 kango's stein massive to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Human League. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cowsills record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deepchord,
Scion,
Amon Düül II,
The Fugs,
Lakeside,
Minnie Riperton,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
the Normal,
Chrome,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Animal Collective,
Newcleus,
Bill Near,
Erykah Badu,
Quando Quango,
Moby Grape,
Peter and Kerry,
The Trojans,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sugar Minott,
Visage,
Maurizio,
Motorama,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Raincoats,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sister Nancy,
Anakelly,
Aaron Thompson,
Man Parrish,
Arab on Radar,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Nils Olav,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
LL Cool J,
Eddi Front,
Moss Icon,
Infiniti,
Tears for Fears,
The Count Five,
The Motions,
The Modern Lovers,
David McCallum,
Ultra Naté,
Young Marble Giants,
Black Flag,
Laurel Aitken,
Wally Richardson,
Technova,
Tropical Tobacco,
Main Source,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Isaac Hayes,
Thompson Twins,
Jacques Brel,
Rapeman,
Scratch Acid,
Jawbox,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Fela Kuti,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.