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 Costa Rica and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 güiro 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 Faust to the disco 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 Vladislav Delay. All the underground hits.
All Kenny Larkin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ken Boothe 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lou Christie,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Divine Comedy,
Moss Icon,
Bill Near,
The Sonics,
A Certain Ratio,
Thee Headcoats,
Barbara Tucker,
Nation of Ulysses,
Mary Jane Girls,
Swans,
Cameo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Vainqueur,
E-Dancer,
Ultimate Spinach,
Roxy Music,
The Motions,
Marshall Jefferson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nirvana,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Yazoo,
Fugazi,
The Fugs,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Man Parrish,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Desert Stars,
Kaleidoscope,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lebanon Hanover,
Anakelly,
The Mojo Men,
The Barracudas,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Stereo Dub,
Maurizio,
Silicon Teens,
Gang of Four,
Wire,
Gil Scott Heron,
Bizarre Inc.,
Godley & Creme,
Fat Boys,
Nico,
Easy Going,
Radiopuhelimet,
Hasil Adkins,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Peter & Gordon,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ludus,
The Golliwogs,
The Smoke,
Swell Maps,
Chris & Cosey,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.