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 Slovenia 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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Strawberry Alarm Clock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Peanut Butter Conspiracy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Wyatt,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Zeros,
Dead Boys,
Amon Düül,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Hot Snakes,
The Young Rascals,
Toni Rubio,
Brand Nubian,
Marine Girls,
Boredoms,
AZ,
Drexciya,
Gichy Dan,
The Dave Clark Five,
Underground Resistance,
Banda Bassotti,
John Coltrane,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Trumans Water,
Sun Ra,
Funkadelic,
Susan Cadogan,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Faust,
Lindisfarne,
Bluetip,
Pagans,
Arcadia,
A Certain Ratio,
the Bar-Kays,
Moss Icon,
Khruangbin,
Moby Grape,
Janne Schatter,
Technova,
The Durutti Column,
The Music Machine,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Zapp,
Television,
The Beau Brummels,
the Fania All-Stars,
Royal Trux,
Don Cherry,
Inner City,
Sparks,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Prince Buster,
Wolf Eyes,
Sex Pistols,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Index,
the Soft Cell,
Camouflage,
a-ha,
Ossler,
Vainqueur,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Morten Harket,
Guru Guru,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.