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 Greece and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 Tehran and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Radiohead to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Mr. Review tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moody Blues 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minnie Riperton,
Black Bananas,
Radiohead,
Slick Rick,
the Germs,
Lyres,
Country Joe & The Fish,
F. McDonald,
The Skatalites,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Rod Modell,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Nico,
Average White Band,
Crispy Ambulance,
Robert Wyatt,
Rosa Yemen,
Faust,
The Gun Club,
Radiopuhelimet,
Black Flag,
Grey Daturas,
Chris & Cosey,
MDC,
Fluxion,
Outsiders,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Techniques,
The Fire Engines,
Scan 7,
Moss Icon,
The Stooges,
Tears for Fears,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Spandau Ballet,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Evens,
Deadbeat,
Procol Harum,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bobby Byrd,
Vainqueur,
Q and Not U,
Fatback Band,
Marc Almond,
Kerrie Biddell,
Soul Sonic Force,
Michelle Simonal,
The Victims,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Amazonics,
Sarah Menescal,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Magazine,
Echospace,
Nation of Ulysses,
Barry Ungar,
Unwound,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.