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 Kuwait and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Jawbox to the dance 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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All Donny Hathaway tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sandy B record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fifty Foot Hose record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boz Scaggs,
Warren Ellis,
Infiniti,
The Pop Group,
Altered Images,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Blues Magoos,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Juan Atkins,
Radio Birdman,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Y Pants,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Moby Grape,
Tears for Fears,
Jeff Lynne,
The Divine Comedy,
Camouflage,
Mo-Dettes,
the Swans,
Ituana,
Soft Machine,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Unwound,
New Age Steppers,
Rufus Thomas,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Beau Brummels,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Eric Copeland,
Mantronix,
The Dave Clark Five,
DNA,
Bizarre Inc.,
Cluster,
Shoche,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Hot Snakes,
Metal Thangz,
Marcia Griffiths,
MC5,
Main Source,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Vogues,
Au Pairs,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
ABC,
Gang Starr,
Schoolly D,
Brass Construction,
Roger Hodgson,
Big Daddy Kane,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Don Cherry,
PIL,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Pantytec,
Robert Wyatt,
Grauzone,
Pylon,
Brothers Johnson,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Duran Duran,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.