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 Australia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Piero Umiliani record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Infiniti,
John Holt,
Stetsasonic,
Brick,
Kaleidoscope,
Electric Prunes,
Lalo Schifrin,
Nirvana,
Moss Icon,
Joensuu 1685,
The Modern Lovers,
The Count Five,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Zeros,
Echospace,
Country Teasers,
Rekid,
Icehouse,
Talk Talk,
Crash Course in Science,
The Beau Brummels,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Max Romeo,
The Flesh Eaters,
Stockholm Monsters,
Pagans,
The Raincoats,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Fat Boys,
Livin' Joy,
U.S. Maple,
Lightning Bolt,
Camouflage,
The Stooges,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Monks,
Gong,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Happenings,
Barrington Levy,
Zero Boys,
Minny Pops,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Slick Rick,
David McCallum,
Model 500,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Prince Buster,
The Remains,
Hashim,
The Leaves,
Lungfish,
Deakin,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Birthday Party,
Wolf Eyes,
The Wake,
Country Joe & The Fish,
UT,
Warren Ellis,
Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force.
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.