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 Uruguay and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Amazonics to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All Radiohead tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lucky Dragons record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Judy Mowatt,
Harpers Bizarre,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Jandek,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Radiohead,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ronnie Foster,
JFA,
Saccharine Trust,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Dead Boys,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lalann,
Donny Hathaway,
Minutemen,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lyres,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Amon Düül II,
Ken Boothe,
The Standells,
Sam Rivers,
Adolescents,
Drexciya,
the Swans,
The Mummies,
the Soft Cell,
Fluxion,
Vladislav Delay,
Monks,
Jeff Lynne,
Guru Guru,
Dorothy Ashby,
Simply Red,
The Dave Clark Five,
Archie Shepp,
Tropical Tobacco,
Arthur Verocai,
UT,
Freddie Wadling,
The Grass Roots,
Todd Rundgren,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Theoretical Girls,
Eden Ahbez,
Ohio Players,
Scan 7,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gang Starr,
The Saints,
Average White Band,
Sarah Menescal,
Metal Thangz,
Bush Tetras,
Chris Corsano,
OOIOO,
Nik Kershaw,
Intrusion,
Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas.
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.