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 Japan and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 oboe 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 Robert Hood 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 Alice Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Tim Buckley tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glenn Branca record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
Nation of Ulysses,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Fall,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Remains,
Los Fastidios,
Lou Christie,
Ponytail,
the Association,
Minutemen,
Skriet,
Moebius,
Junior Murvin,
Faust,
Amon Düül,
Godley & Creme,
La Düsseldorf,
Hardrive,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sonic Youth,
Average White Band,
Kerri Chandler,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Robert Hood,
Sex Pistols,
Ludus,
The Flesh Eaters,
Andrew Hill,
The Human League,
Gang Green,
Easy Going,
X-Ray Spex,
Juan Atkins,
Graham Central Station,
Jacques Brel,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Black Flag,
Ornette Coleman,
10cc,
Can,
The Slackers,
Crash Course in Science,
The Young Rascals,
Peter & Gordon,
Jandek,
Technova,
Leonard Cohen,
JFA,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Robert Wyatt,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Deadbeat,
Radio Birdman,
The Cure,
The Dirtbombs,
Lucky Dragons,
Stetsasonic,
Second Layer,
Vladislav Delay,
The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps.
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.