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 the UAE and from Portland.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Ice-T to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All Minutemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terry Callier record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
The Beau Brummels,
Suburban Knight,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Malaria!,
Bobby Sherman,
Au Pairs,
The Birthday Party,
Desert Stars,
Ornette Coleman,
Rosa Yemen,
Con Funk Shun,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lower 48,
Grey Daturas,
Smog,
The Smoke,
Ultra Naté,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Monolake,
Camberwell Now,
Minor Threat,
Godley & Creme,
The Pretty Things,
Sound Behaviour,
Derrick Morgan,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Agitation Free,
Brass Construction,
Schoolly D,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
John Lydon,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Evens,
Unrelated Segments,
Pantaleimon,
Quando Quango,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Sonics,
The Last Poets,
The Divine Comedy,
Bush Tetras,
Marvin Gaye,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Cowsills,
Aural Exciters,
Metal Thangz,
Delta 5,
The Flesh Eaters,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
In Retrospect,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
kango's stein massive,
Mad Mike,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Blancmange,
LL Cool J,
Warsaw,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.