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 Macedonia and from Beijing.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the sitar 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the rock 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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Ralphi Rosario tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rahsaan Roland Kirk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Kinks,
Television Personalities,
Flipper,
Sight & Sound,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ohio Players,
The Doors,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Pretty Things,
DNA,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bush Tetras,
Mantronix,
Piero Umiliani,
Soft Cell,
Marine Girls,
Sällskapet,
Magma,
The Mummies,
Juan Atkins,
The Doobie Brothers,
Flash Fearless,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lindisfarne,
Lower 48,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Wake,
Procol Harum,
The Martian,
Gong,
The Saints,
Rapeman,
The Fortunes,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Man Eating Sloth,
Stetsasonic,
Soulsonic Force,
Quadrant,
Hashim,
Can,
The Flesh Eaters,
Moebius,
Nirvana,
Electric Prunes,
Rites of Spring,
Robert Görl,
The Five Americans,
Unrelated Segments,
ABBA,
Harry Pussy,
Anakelly,
Nas,
Ronnie Foster,
The Divine Comedy,
Theoretical Girls,
Skarface,
the Germs,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Oblivians,
The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings.
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.