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 Kazakhstan and from Spokane.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Johannesburg.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Animal Collective to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare 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?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Babytalk,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Graham Central Station,
Thee Headcoats,
Leonard Cohen,
FM Einheit,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Q and Not U,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Goldenarms,
Section 25,
Lyres,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sun Ra,
Johnny Clarke,
Terrestrial Tones,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Wasted Youth,
Gerry Rafferty,
Symarip,
Sound Behaviour,
The Dirtbombs,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Joensuu 1685,
Letta Mbulu,
Frankie Knuckles,
Camouflage,
Adolescents,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Birthday Party,
Malaria!,
Scratch Acid,
The Vogues,
Faraquet,
New York Dolls,
Inner City,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Drexciya,
Tropical Tobacco,
Smog,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Cybotron,
the Sonics,
Eve St. Jones,
Iggy Pop,
Desert Stars,
Deepchord,
X-101,
Cecil Taylor,
Aaron Thompson,
Lindisfarne,
Piero Umiliani,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
a-ha,
Flamin' Groovies,
Subhumans,
The Blackbyrds,
Lebanon Hanover,
Joyce Sims,
Wolf Eyes,
The Five Americans,
Michelle Simonal,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark.
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.