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 Denmark and from Seoul.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Fugazi to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All Motorama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Henry Cow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultravox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Easy Going,
Pet Shop Boys,
Hardrive,
La Düsseldorf,
MC5,
Peter & Gordon,
Neu!,
Eric Dolphy,
Crash Course in Science,
F. McDonald,
Scrapy,
Cal Tjader,
Maleditus Sound,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Liliput,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Zeros,
Gong,
Swell Maps,
Saccharine Trust,
The Monks,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Sound,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Cheater Slicks,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Aural Exciters,
Alison Limerick,
Robert Wyatt,
Prince Buster,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eddi Front,
Symarip,
Mad Mike,
Man Parrish,
Marcia Griffiths,
Jacob Miller,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Red Krayola,
Pole,
Mr. Review,
Letta Mbulu,
Eli Mardock,
Moebius,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Morten Harket,
Jerry's Kids,
The Standells,
MDC,
Ohio Players,
Funky Four + One,
Half Japanese,
the Normal,
The Five Americans,
DNA,
Carl Craig,
Todd Rundgren,
Anthony Braxton,
The Leaves,
Sam Rivers,
Patti Smith,
Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood.
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.