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 Greece and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 chamberlin 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D 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 synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glenn Branca,
ABC,
JFA,
H. Thieme,
Sugar Minott,
X-Ray Spex,
Television,
Colin Newman,
LL Cool J,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Scientists,
D'Angelo,
Suburban Knight,
Agitation Free,
Moby Grape,
The Shadows of Knight,
Angry Samoans,
Y Pants,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Fuzztones,
Thee Headcoats,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Skaos,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Franke,
Mr. Review,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Tears for Fears,
Johnny Osbourne,
Skarface,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Blackbyrds,
The Flesh Eaters,
Junior Murvin,
Aswad,
Quando Quango,
Neu!,
the Normal,
Public Image Ltd.,
Dead Boys,
Arthur Verocai,
Audionom,
The Five Americans,
Mission of Burma,
Man Parrish,
Sam Rivers,
Jesper Dahlback,
Model 500,
Intrusion,
Jandek,
Symarip,
Reagan Youth,
Siglo XX,
Dave Gahan,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ken Boothe,
Ultra Naté,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Alison Limerick,
48th St. Collective,
Harpers Bizarre,
John Cale, John Cale, John Cale, John Cale.
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.