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 Hungary 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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 guitar 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 Bobby Hutcherson to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All The Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Severed Heads record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
The Fuzztones,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Smoke,
Sandy B,
Lungfish,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
the Soft Cell,
Amazonics,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Neon Judgement,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Move,
The Happenings,
Funky Four + One,
The Red Krayola,
Echospace,
Lower 48,
The Birthday Party,
Tomorrow,
Arcadia,
OOIOO,
Bang On A Can,
Aural Exciters,
The Modern Lovers,
Spoonie Gee,
Dead Boys,
Marine Girls,
L. Decosne,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Grandmaster Flash,
Skriet,
Parry Music,
Scrapy,
Sun Ra,
Moss Icon,
Liliput,
Maleditus Sound,
Unrelated Segments,
Bobby Sherman,
Fluxion,
Derrick May,
The Raincoats,
Soul II Soul,
The Cowsills,
Electric Prunes,
Barclay James Harvest,
Guru Guru,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jandek,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Mo-Dettes,
Black Sheep,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Cure,
Lalann,
Fear,
Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons.
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.