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 Tanzania and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Amon Düül to the techno 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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Altered Images tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlbäck record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pretty Things record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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?
Circle Jerks,
Panda Bear,
Bad Manners,
Tres Demented,
Eric B and Rakim,
Suburban Knight,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Busters,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Anthony Braxton,
Blancmange,
Gang Gang Dance,
the Normal,
Los Fastidios,
Dorothy Ashby,
Zero Boys,
Alton Ellis,
Eurythmics,
Television,
Scrapy,
Hardrive,
Faust,
Siglo XX,
Angry Samoans,
Warren Ellis,
Second Layer,
Nik Kershaw,
Gabor Szabo,
FM Einheit,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Jeru the Damaja,
Surgeon,
Sun Ra,
the Bar-Kays,
Von Mondo,
Black Flag,
The Raincoats,
Vainqueur,
Harry Pussy,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sarah Menescal,
Deakin,
Lower 48,
Swell Maps,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pagans,
the Germs,
Peter and Kerry,
Donald Byrd,
Ronan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Underground Resistance,
The Techniques,
Kool Moe Dee,
Royal Trux,
The Angels of Light,
A Certain Ratio,
Tim Buckley,
Jeff Lynne,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
PIL, PIL, PIL, PIL.
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.