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 Vanuatu and from Tehran.
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 Mumbai and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Albert Ayler to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Don Cherry. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pierre Henry 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?
the Germs,
Skriet,
Unwound,
Newcleus,
kango's stein massive,
Y Pants,
Peter & Gordon,
Erykah Badu,
Wally Richardson,
Deadbeat,
Lucky Dragons,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Tom Boy,
Surgeon,
The Move,
the Human League,
EPMD,
The Wake,
Spoonie Gee,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Birthday Party,
Cluster,
Theoretical Girls,
Outsiders,
Henry Cow,
Swans,
Fad Gadget,
Derrick Morgan,
Altered Images,
Alison Limerick,
Joensuu 1685,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Moby Grape,
Kayak,
Scion,
Essential Logic,
Sun Ra,
Scrapy,
Jacob Miller,
Slick Rick,
Black Moon,
The Count Five,
the Bar-Kays,
Brothers Johnson,
The Slackers,
The Grass Roots,
Cymande,
Desert Stars,
The Walker Brothers,
Faust,
The Alarm Clocks,
Agent Orange,
Laurel Aitken,
Sällskapet,
Simply Red,
Barry Ungar,
Junior Murvin,
Jesper Dahlback,
Glambeats Corp.,
June of 44,
Joe Smooth,
Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye.
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.