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 Malawi and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Gories to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All Reuben Wilson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brothers Johnson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Green,
Grey Daturas,
ABC,
E-Dancer,
New York Dolls,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Divine Comedy,
Lebanon Hanover,
Camouflage,
The Red Krayola,
Kas Product,
The J.B.'s,
Lungfish,
Eve St. Jones,
The Grass Roots,
Joe Smooth,
Aloha Tigers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Toni Rubio,
The Moleskins,
Franke,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Main Source,
Warren Ellis,
Ken Boothe,
Boredoms,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Joy Division,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Monochrome Set,
The Cramps,
Echospace,
Aural Exciters,
The Mojo Men,
Ronnie Foster,
Procol Harum,
Sparks,
Be Bop Deluxe,
John Coltrane,
Unrelated Segments,
The Blackbyrds,
The Buckinghams,
Livin' Joy,
The Pretty Things,
Yaz,
The Blues Magoos,
James White and The Blacks,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
EPMD,
Bizarre Inc.,
Black Flag,
the Sonics,
Hot Snakes,
Soft Cell,
Dennis Brown,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Judy Mowatt,
Scott Walker,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.