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 Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the rhodes 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 L. Decosne to the grunge 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young & Crazy Horse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Human League 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hot Snakes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
Suicide,
The Move,
MC5,
DJ Sneak,
Shuggie Otis,
Deepchord,
Arcadia,
Skarface,
X-Ray Spex,
Andrew Hill,
Negative Approach,
Q and Not U,
The Misunderstood,
Joyce Sims,
Letta Mbulu,
JFA,
Scratch Acid,
Joe Finger,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Faraquet,
Minny Pops,
Slick Rick,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Mantronix,
Television,
The Barracudas,
Brass Construction,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nik Kershaw,
Darondo,
the Swans,
The Detroit Cobras,
Visage,
Nico,
Barbara Tucker,
Cal Tjader,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sex Pistols,
The Monochrome Set,
Lebanon Hanover,
Derrick Morgan,
The Smiths,
The Kinks,
Minutemen,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Grey Daturas,
the Bar-Kays,
Von Mondo,
Chris Corsano,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
ABBA,
Aaron Thompson,
The Cramps,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Eddi Front,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ornette Coleman,
Silicon Teens,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Gladiators,
Bill Wells,
The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes.
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.