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 Haiti and from Paris.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Scion to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lucky Dragons. All the underground hits.
All Minutemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Buckinghams record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yellowson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Young Marble Giants,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Fela Kuti,
Byron Stingily,
JFA,
Kenny Larkin,
Nirvana,
Patti Smith,
Lou Christie,
the Germs,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Radio Birdman,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
DJ Sneak,
Jacob Miller,
Deadbeat,
The Music Machine,
Kaleidoscope,
Cal Tjader,
The Busters,
David Bowie,
The Gun Club,
The Smiths,
The United States of America,
Bill Near,
Matthew Halsall,
Dave Gahan,
Johnny Osbourne,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Raincoats,
Josef K,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Easy Going,
Accadde A,
Country Teasers,
Tubeway Army,
Scientists,
Pharoah Sanders,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Jimmy McGriff,
Robert Hood,
Kayak,
Funkadelic,
Sam Rivers,
The Monks,
Sight & Sound,
Kas Product,
Brass Construction,
Icehouse,
The Five Americans,
the Swans,
Sexual Harrassment,
John Lydon,
This Heat,
Stiv Bators,
Babytalk,
The Shadows of Knight,
Dark Day,
Smog,
Mission of Burma,
Yazoo,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.