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 Yemen and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 Woodstock and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 spring reverb 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 Rites of Spring to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 8 Eyed Spy. All the underground hits.
All Buzzcocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
Janne Schatter,
Blancmange,
Shoche,
The Stooges,
Yaz,
FM Einheit,
Surgeon,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Motorama,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Severed Heads,
Drive Like Jehu,
Animal Collective,
Junior Murvin,
F. McDonald,
the Human League,
Stiv Bators,
Soul Sonic Force,
Fela Kuti,
The Leaves,
Smog,
Charles Mingus,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Newcleus,
The Raincoats,
Scan 7,
Boredoms,
Delta 5,
New Age Steppers,
The Birthday Party,
Dawn Penn,
Joey Negro,
Babytalk,
Pulsallama,
Moss Icon,
Grey Daturas,
Aaron Thompson,
Index,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The New Christs,
Lyres,
Maurizio,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sex Pistols,
Underground Resistance,
Ice-T,
Lou Reed,
Blake Baxter,
Camberwell Now,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Black Bananas,
Amon Düül II,
Gang Green,
The Cramps,
B.T. Express,
Cybotron,
Icehouse,
A Certain Ratio,
Skaos,
the Soft Cell,
Monks,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.