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 San Marino and from Jakarta.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 David Bowie 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 UT to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Dead Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Curtis Mayfield record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Technova,
Barry Ungar,
Soft Machine,
Chris & Cosey,
Harpers Bizarre,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Tremeloes,
The Golliwogs,
Sonic Youth,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Gap Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bob Dylan,
Lou Reed,
Alphaville,
Au Pairs,
Prince Buster,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Skatalites,
Robert Wyatt,
Kayak,
The Star Department,
Kenny Larkin,
Camouflage,
Franke,
Leonard Cohen,
Black Pus,
The Raincoats,
Danielle Patucci,
Pagans,
Dennis Brown,
Eric Dolphy,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Mr. Review,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Quando Quango,
Warren Ellis,
The Move,
Moss Icon,
Neu!,
Minor Threat,
Tropical Tobacco,
Accadde A,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Joensuu 1685,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
AZ,
Inner City,
Chris Corsano,
Ponytail,
Qualms,
Depeche Mode,
Alison Limerick,
Eli Mardock,
The J.B.'s,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Urselle,
UT,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.