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 Netherlands and from Stockholm.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the electroclash 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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All The Evens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tears for Fears record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Angels of Light,
Smog,
The Knickerbockers,
Pet Shop Boys,
Crime,
Ronnie Foster,
Al Stewart,
David Bowie,
Carl Craig,
Cybotron,
Connie Case,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Thompson Twins,
Zapp,
Unwound,
Morten Harket,
Section 25,
Reuben Wilson,
Newcleus,
Organ,
Pere Ubu,
The Happenings,
June Days,
Barclay James Harvest,
Delon & Dalcan,
Camouflage,
Boz Scaggs,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Dead C,
Talk Talk,
Jeru the Damaja,
Rhythm & Sound,
Cecil Taylor,
The Pretty Things,
Public Enemy,
Tim Buckley,
UT,
Gil Scott Heron,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
H. Thieme,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Hardrive,
Erykah Badu,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Eric Copeland,
Drexciya,
Interpol,
Second Layer,
Delta 5,
Gang Gang Dance,
Black Pus,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Buzzcocks,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Davy DMX,
Dual Sessions,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Yusef Lateef,
Massinfluence,
Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars.
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.