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 Malta and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 guitar 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 The Gap Band to the jazz 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 Robert Hood. All the underground hits.
All The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Remains record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sisters of Mercy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Animal Collective,
Interpol,
Deakin,
The Mummies,
The Stooges,
Peter and Kerry,
The Zeros,
Swell Maps,
Lucky Dragons,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Techniques,
Iggy Pop,
Cameo,
ABBA,
The Red Krayola,
China Crisis,
Althea and Donna,
Heaven 17,
Ultravox,
Scion,
Marine Girls,
JFA,
Little Man,
Technova,
Clear Light,
Minutemen,
Yusef Lateef,
Dark Day,
Maleditus Sound,
Hasil Adkins,
Eddi Front,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kevin Saunderson,
Loose Ends,
Peter & Gordon,
Zero Boys,
The Names,
Quando Quango,
The Raincoats,
Kool Moe Dee,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Tremeloes,
Reagan Youth,
the Fania All-Stars,
Rosa Yemen,
Joe Finger,
Boredoms,
Ronnie Foster,
The Modern Lovers,
Gang Green,
The Dead C,
Youth Brigade,
Chrome,
Sonny Sharrock,
Jawbox,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.