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 Gabon 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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Birthday Party to the grunge 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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All Marmalade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pop Group record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Albert Ayler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
R.M.O.,
Grey Daturas,
Roxette,
Hashim,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Von Mondo,
Bill Wells,
The Star Department,
The Selecter,
Mark Hollis,
Tim Buckley,
Gong,
Shuggie Otis,
The Human League,
Subhumans,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lou Christie,
Royal Trux,
The Monochrome Set,
Jacob Miller,
Clear Light,
June Days,
The Fortunes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Charles Mingus,
The Red Krayola,
Skriet,
The Zeros,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Little Man,
Nik Kershaw,
Eden Ahbez,
Yazoo,
Sonny Sharrock,
Erykah Badu,
Connie Case,
Terry Callier,
Stetsasonic,
The Shadows of Knight,
the Association,
Eric Dolphy,
Negative Approach,
Cybotron,
Letta Mbulu,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Parry Music,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
the Swans,
the Sonics,
DNA,
Nils Olav,
Roger Hodgson,
The Sonics,
Johnny Clarke,
Glambeats Corp.,
Saccharine Trust,
The Martian,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.