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 Morocco and from Woodstock.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Deepchord to the jazz 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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Invisible record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tom Boy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Fugs,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
the Swans,
Brass Construction,
Brick,
Main Source,
Essential Logic,
Grey Daturas,
Rites of Spring,
X-101,
Basic Channel,
Skarface,
Mary Jane Girls,
Nico,
Royal Trux,
Eurythmics,
Toni Rubio,
Groovy Waters,
Big Daddy Kane,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Minutemen,
Deakin,
Lou Reed,
Lyres,
Can,
The Happenings,
X-Ray Spex,
48th St. Collective,
Tim Buckley,
Robert Görl,
Guru Guru,
Avey Tare,
X-102,
Tom Boy,
Harpers Bizarre,
Q65,
Sexual Harrassment,
Ornette Coleman,
Wolf Eyes,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lindisfarne,
Deepchord,
The Raincoats,
Janne Schatter,
K-Klass,
Dave Gahan,
The Sisters of Mercy,
DJ Sneak,
The Kinks,
The Slackers,
Aaron Thompson,
U.S. Maple,
Tres Demented,
Barry Ungar,
Terry Callier,
Marc Almond,
Vainqueur,
Reagan Youth,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Standells,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels.
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.