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 Korea South and from Copenhagen.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Bush Tetras. All the underground hits.
All The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Goldenarms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Boogie Down Productions,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Smiths,
Animal Collective,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Golliwogs,
Aloha Tigers,
UT,
E-Dancer,
Con Funk Shun,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Unwound,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Gap Band,
The Smoke,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gerry Rafferty,
Anakelly,
The Doobie Brothers,
Duran Duran,
Bad Manners,
Ken Boothe,
Skriet,
Stereo Dub,
Tubeway Army,
Fat Boys,
DNA,
The Alarm Clocks,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Circle Jerks,
Nils Olav,
The Cramps,
Brass Construction,
Maleditus Sound,
Jawbox,
FM Einheit,
The Monks,
World's Most,
A Certain Ratio,
Popol Vuh,
Ultimate Spinach,
Rosa Yemen,
Camouflage,
Das Ding,
David Axelrod,
The Trojans,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sandy B,
John Holt,
The Mummies,
Rekid,
the Sonics,
Pere Ubu,
Wolf Eyes,
The Young Rascals,
Ponytail,
Soul II Soul,
The Modern Lovers,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ice-T,
Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon.
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.