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 El Salvador and from Columbus.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the mellotron 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 The Mummies to the rap 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 Sixth Finger. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lower 48,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Searchers,
Patti Smith,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Blancmange,
Flipper,
H. Thieme,
Alton Ellis,
Theoretical Girls,
Section 25,
Kerrie Biddell,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
AZ,
Reuben Wilson,
Robert Hood,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Al Stewart,
Pantytec,
Television,
Todd Rundgren,
The Motions,
Organ,
Ossler,
T.S.O.L.,
The Monks,
Silicon Teens,
The Grass Roots,
The Gladiators,
Unwound,
Faraquet,
Arthur Verocai,
Oblivians,
Arcadia,
Susan Cadogan,
8 Eyed Spy,
Q65,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
F. McDonald,
ABC,
Bronski Beat,
the Sonics,
Pussy Galore,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Buckinghams,
Harmonia,
Mo-Dettes,
MDC,
Black Bananas,
Eurythmics,
Derrick May,
Y Pants,
Desert Stars,
Television Personalities,
The Cure,
The Sound,
The Blackbyrds,
The United States of America,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sam Rivers,
Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic, Funkadelic.
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.