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 Argentina and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Amazonics to the grunge 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 the Germs. All the underground hits.
All Kool Moe Dee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Loose Ends 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxette record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
Khruangbin,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Deadbeat,
Lebanon Hanover,
Johnny Clarke,
Fela Kuti,
Rekid,
Ultra Naté,
Joensuu 1685,
Unwound,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Zeros,
Gang Green,
Kenny Larkin,
Guru Guru,
David Bowie,
Fat Boys,
Yellowson,
Suicide,
The Wake,
Vladislav Delay,
Pere Ubu,
the Association,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Dead Boys,
The Standells,
Amon Düül,
Donny Hathaway,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Essential Logic,
Faraquet,
the Sonics,
The Blues Magoos,
Von Mondo,
La Düsseldorf,
The Gladiators,
The Victims,
Dual Sessions,
Magazine,
Banda Bassotti,
Eve St. Jones,
In Retrospect,
Oblivians,
The Residents,
The Offenders,
Gong,
Kayak,
The Toasters,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Minny Pops,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Dorothy Ashby,
Public Image Ltd.,
Joy Division,
Wings,
Ronnie Foster,
Lakeside,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
CMW,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.