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 Singapore and from Mexico City.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 LL Cool J to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Joyce Sims. All the underground hits.
All Black Pus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quando Quango,
Ultravox,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pagans,
Johnny Clarke,
Marine Girls,
Zero Boys,
Yellowson,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Golliwogs,
D'Angelo,
Oblivians,
Lightning Bolt,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Leonard Cohen,
Kerri Chandler,
The Velvet Underground,
The Move,
Scratch Acid,
Reuben Wilson,
Bootsy Collins,
Flipper,
Scion,
Newcleus,
Mr. Review,
Unwound,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Gap Band,
Peter and Kerry,
Roger Hodgson,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Skriet,
Aural Exciters,
Fear,
X-Ray Spex,
Tubeway Army,
Scrapy,
Tommy Roe,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Stetsasonic,
Make Up,
The Litter,
The Music Machine,
Black Flag,
Josef K,
Gerry Rafferty,
Godley & Creme,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Aloha Tigers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Index,
Depeche Mode,
EPMD,
Colin Newman,
In Retrospect,
One Last Wish,
Lalann,
The Smiths,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lucky Dragons,
The Cure, The Cure, The Cure, The Cure.
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.