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 Russia and from Lagos.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 the Association to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All K-Klass tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Move record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stiv Bators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
The Fuzztones,
kango's stein massive,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Organ,
Half Japanese,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bobby Sherman,
Josef K,
Parry Music,
Ludus,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Mars,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Mantronix,
Harmonia,
The Seeds,
Q and Not U,
Albert Ayler,
Animal Collective,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lungfish,
Pantytec,
Dave Gahan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Massinfluence,
ABC,
Radiopuhelimet,
Delta 5,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Can,
Tres Demented,
Panda Bear,
Flash Fearless,
Aloha Tigers,
Barry Ungar,
The Cure,
a-ha,
Black Pus,
Intrusion,
Camberwell Now,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The American Breed,
Cheater Slicks,
Spandau Ballet,
Warren Ellis,
The Knickerbockers,
Moss Icon,
Boz Scaggs,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Music Machine,
The Motions,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Erykah Badu,
X-101,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Birthday Party,
The Tremeloes,
Trumans Water,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.