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 Gambia and from Lille.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ 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 In Retrospect to the jazz 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 UT. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marvin Gaye record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris Corsano,
Groovy Waters,
Subhumans,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Nirvana,
R.M.O.,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Black Pus,
Sound Behaviour,
Maurizio,
The Trojans,
Susan Cadogan,
Moebius,
DNA,
Nation of Ulysses,
Icehouse,
Ituana,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Severed Heads,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Invisible,
Tomorrow,
Parry Music,
Gerry Rafferty,
UT,
Basic Channel,
Bad Manners,
Visage,
The Fall,
Pere Ubu,
Davy DMX,
The Litter,
The Busters,
Ponytail,
The Names,
Sight & Sound,
Bluetip,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Man Eating Sloth,
Chrome,
Section 25,
Junior Murvin,
The Young Rascals,
Grey Daturas,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Laurel Aitken,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Vainqueur,
Liliput,
H. Thieme,
Model 500,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
FM Einheit,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bronski Beat,
Lindisfarne,
Freddie Wadling,
Magma,
Malaria!,
Ronan,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.