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 Japan 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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the sitar 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 David Axelrod to the jazz 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 Marmalade. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & Metallica tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Susan Cadogan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brick,
Brass Construction,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Misunderstood,
Wolf Eyes,
Swell Maps,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
D'Angelo,
Harpers Bizarre,
Brand Nubian,
The Electric Prunes,
Lakeside,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Derrick Morgan,
The Saints,
Ronan,
Japan,
John Lydon,
Khruangbin,
Dave Gahan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lightning Bolt,
Trumans Water,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lungfish,
Warren Ellis,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Wire,
Babytalk,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Quando Quango,
Charles Mingus,
Panda Bear,
Ronnie Foster,
Flipper,
Sonic Youth,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lalann,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Jacob Miller,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Rhythm & Sound,
Dennis Brown,
Michelle Simonal,
R.M.O.,
Freddie Wadling,
Wasted Youth,
Amon Düül II,
Vainqueur,
the Swans,
Organ,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Eddi Front,
Quantec,
Banda Bassotti,
Porter Ricks,
Bronski Beat,
The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department.
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.