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 Antigua and from Madrid.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Sonics to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Section 25. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Clarke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Soul Sonic Force,
Faust,
Unrelated Segments,
Massinfluence,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Soulsonic Force,
Carl Craig,
Rufus Thomas,
Supertramp,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Harmonia,
Anakelly,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Trumans Water,
Godley & Creme,
Shuggie Otis,
Half Japanese,
Brass Construction,
Swell Maps,
Anthony Braxton,
Wasted Youth,
The Slits,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Juan Atkins,
Make Up,
Slick Rick,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Saccharine Trust,
Camberwell Now,
Reuben Wilson,
Sight & Sound,
Sparks,
Au Pairs,
Hot Snakes,
Kenny Larkin,
Davy DMX,
The Sound,
The Buckinghams,
T.S.O.L.,
Pylon,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Last Poets,
the Slits,
David Bowie,
Excepter,
Tommy Roe,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Man Eating Sloth,
Robert Hood,
Chris Corsano,
Can,
Scrapy,
The Velvet Underground,
Tubeway Army,
Bill Near,
The Fire Engines,
Jerry's Kids,
Vainqueur,
Mary Jane Girls,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.