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 Georgia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 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 Rod Modell to the grime 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 The Five Americans. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Young Rascals,
Masters at Work,
Heaven 17,
The Smiths,
Cymande,
Sugar Minott,
FM Einheit,
Aswad,
Agent Orange,
Roy Ayers,
the Soft Cell,
La Düsseldorf,
Mantronix,
Man Eating Sloth,
A Certain Ratio,
Quando Quango,
10cc,
Cameo,
Guru Guru,
Ice-T,
Joe Finger,
Erykah Badu,
Fad Gadget,
Cal Tjader,
Rod Modell,
Eden Ahbez,
The Five Americans,
Swans,
Boredoms,
Cluster,
Symarip,
Fear,
Byron Stingily,
Supertramp,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Stetsasonic,
Wasted Youth,
The Techniques,
Shuggie Otis,
Main Source,
Eurythmics,
Model 500,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Funkadelic,
Technova,
Dave Gahan,
Magma,
K-Klass,
The Shadows of Knight,
Mo-Dettes,
Radiopuhelimet,
LL Cool J,
R.M.O.,
Susan Cadogan,
Wings,
Banda Bassotti,
Toni Rubio,
Desert Stars,
Marc Almond,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Al Stewart,
Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders.
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.