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 St Lucia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 Paris and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 organ 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 Bizarre Inc. to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rapeman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sly & The Family Stone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Graham Central Station,
The Saints,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Black Bananas,
Oblivians,
Gabor Szabo,
Silicon Teens,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
New Order,
Oneida,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The New Christs,
Visage,
The Misunderstood,
Scan 7,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Birthday Party,
R.M.O.,
Rotary Connection,
The Tremeloes,
Warren Ellis,
June Days,
Michelle Simonal,
Rosa Yemen,
Peter & Gordon,
The Human League,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Trumans Water,
Altered Images,
Monks,
The Standells,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Fire Engines,
Barry Ungar,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Fortunes,
David Bowie,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Von Mondo,
Bobby Byrd,
UT,
Lakeside,
Rapeman,
Camouflage,
Eric B and Rakim,
DNA,
Banda Bassotti,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Guru Guru,
Ken Boothe,
Shoche,
Derrick May,
The Leaves,
Ossler,
World's Most,
Bill Wells,
Blancmange,
Quando Quango,
Joensuu 1685,
Symarip,
Fela Kuti,
Joe Smooth,
Skaos, Skaos, Skaos, Skaos.
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.