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 El Salvador and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Woodstock.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Siglo XX to the techno 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 Youth Brigade. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every KRS-One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spandau Ballet,
Procol Harum,
Desert Stars,
The Gladiators,
Laurel Aitken,
Brass Construction,
Tropical Tobacco,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Tres Demented,
The Toasters,
Fela Kuti,
Rakim,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Outsiders,
The Cramps,
Tom Boy,
Buzzcocks,
Parry Music,
Average White Band,
Cluster,
Sonny Sharrock,
Make Up,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Raincoats,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lalann,
Fear,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Angels of Light,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Nas,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Interpol,
Leonard Cohen,
The Real Kids,
Half Japanese,
Girls At Our Best!,
Cecil Taylor,
Y Pants,
Audionom,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Alarm Clocks,
Roxy Music,
OOIOO,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Scan 7,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Fatback Band,
Radio Birdman,
Brand Nubian,
Hasil Adkins,
Fad Gadget,
Gang of Four,
D'Angelo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Barracudas,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans.
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.