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 Guatemala and from Taipei.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Shanghai.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Detroit Cobras to the grunge 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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cluster 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sam Rivers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Buzzcocks,
Bill Near,
Gang Green,
The Zeros,
Minutemen,
Eli Mardock,
cv313,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lucky Dragons,
Procol Harum,
Soft Cell,
Joensuu 1685,
The Offenders,
Marcia Griffiths,
Inner City,
Aaron Thompson,
Delta 5,
Metal Thangz,
Slick Rick,
Cameo,
Eden Ahbez,
the Slits,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Fat Boys,
Peter & Gordon,
The Residents,
Rites of Spring,
Dual Sessions,
JFA,
Johnny Osbourne,
Amon Düül,
La Düsseldorf,
Soul Sonic Force,
Fort Wilson Riot,
June Days,
Joy Division,
Mary Jane Girls,
Fear,
Sun City Girls,
New Order,
Mad Mike,
Rod Modell,
Black Flag,
Tears for Fears,
Pantaleimon,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Porter Ricks,
Surgeon,
Sandy B,
Flipper,
H. Thieme,
Eric Copeland,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Agent Orange,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Siglo XX,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Absolute Body Control,
Sparks,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.