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 Moldova and from Accra.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Zeros to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282. All the underground hits.
All Alison Limerick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Trojans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lower 48,
Patti Smith,
Scientists,
Gong,
X-Ray Spex,
Swans,
Soft Machine,
The Zeros,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Gories,
Boogie Down Productions,
Avey Tare,
Basic Channel,
Boz Scaggs,
Aswad,
The Red Krayola,
The Monks,
Kaleidoscope,
Symarip,
Nils Olav,
Hoover,
Judy Mowatt,
The Cowsills,
The Electric Prunes,
David McCallum,
Rites of Spring,
Ludus,
Arcadia,
FM Einheit,
Matthew Bourne,
The Divine Comedy,
Althea and Donna,
The Saints,
The Techniques,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Kayak,
The Black Dice,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Busters,
Brass Construction,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Swell Maps,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bill Near,
The Residents,
Bootsy Collins,
Arab on Radar,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Birthday Party,
June Days,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Wire,
Pantaleimon,
Spoonie Gee,
ABC,
Brothers Johnson,
Slick Rick,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Grauzone,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.