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 East Timor 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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Mandrill to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Subhumans. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Supertramp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Accadde A,
Althea and Donna,
KRS-One,
Rites of Spring,
Bobby Womack,
Saccharine Trust,
Eli Mardock,
Brothers Johnson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Maleditus Sound,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Nirvana,
Grauzone,
The Fire Engines,
Lightning Bolt,
Das Ding,
Scrapy,
The Moleskins,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
LL Cool J,
The Fuzztones,
Neu!,
Parry Music,
Electric Prunes,
Bang On A Can,
Kevin Saunderson,
Flipper,
MDC,
The Saints,
Crime,
The Cramps,
Soft Cell,
Terrestrial Tones,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Toasters,
Cymande,
Chris & Cosey,
The Kinks,
Jandek,
Public Enemy,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Motions,
R.M.O.,
Donald Byrd,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Blackbyrds,
Reagan Youth,
The Techniques,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Mojo Men,
Crispian St. Peters,
The United States of America,
Derrick May,
Joensuu 1685,
Khruangbin,
Hot Snakes,
H. Thieme,
Trumans Water,
MC5,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.