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 Latvia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 linndrum 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 Flash Fearless to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
the Soft Cell,
Scion,
AZ,
Glenn Branca,
Sex Pistols,
Sun Ra,
Desert Stars,
Fifty Foot Hose,
ABBA,
Kerri Chandler,
Kurtis Blow,
New Order,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rakim,
Heaven 17,
A Flock of Seagulls,
DJ Sneak,
Moby Grape,
Rotary Connection,
Barrington Levy,
The Walker Brothers,
Quantec,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ultimate Spinach,
Byron Stingily,
Stereo Dub,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Searchers,
Girls At Our Best!,
Black Sheep,
The Offenders,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Monolake,
David Axelrod,
Black Pus,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Guru Guru,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Scrapy,
Magma,
Grauzone,
Delta 5,
10cc,
The Young Rascals,
Kevin Saunderson,
Cluster,
The Detroit Cobras,
Robert Hood,
Swell Maps,
Erykah Badu,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Knickerbockers,
Yaz,
The Monochrome Set,
Minnie Riperton,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Patti Smith,
Neil Young,
The Litter, The Litter, The Litter, The Litter.
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.