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 Andorra and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Electric Prunes to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang of Four 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Reuben Wilson,
Nirvana,
Ponytail,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Section 25,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Nick Fraelich,
Flipper,
Wasted Youth,
The Dave Clark Five,
Kerrie Biddell,
Yusef Lateef,
Cheater Slicks,
Skriet,
Avey Tare,
The Blues Magoos,
Sonic Youth,
Saccharine Trust,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lalann,
The Real Kids,
The Grass Roots,
Camberwell Now,
Brick,
The Raincoats,
Heaven 17,
Pole,
Letta Mbulu,
Janne Schatter,
R.M.O.,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Grandmaster Flash,
Roy Ayers,
The New Christs,
JFA,
John Cale,
Quando Quango,
Wolf Eyes,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bill Near,
Jesper Dahlback,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Move,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sixth Finger,
Echospace,
Robert Hood,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ultra Naté,
Rhythm & Sound,
June of 44,
Jacob Miller,
Grey Daturas,
Wings,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Wake,
Reagan Youth,
Yazoo,
Harry Pussy,
Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters.
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.