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 Germany and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 theremin 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 Outsiders to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lou Reed & Metallica. All the underground hits.
All Popol Vuh tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Teasers,
Iggy Pop,
Fad Gadget,
Spoonie Gee,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Deakin,
Mary Jane Girls,
Scientists,
Idris Muhammad,
Derrick May,
Zapp,
UT,
The Happenings,
DJ Sneak,
Throbbing Gristle,
the Sonics,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Juan Atkins,
Glenn Branca,
Hardrive,
Kenny Larkin,
X-101,
Isaac Hayes,
The Moleskins,
The Associates,
Lebanon Hanover,
Monolake,
James White and The Blacks,
The Human League,
Agent Orange,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Fall,
Theoretical Girls,
John Coltrane,
Urselle,
Todd Rundgren,
Soft Cell,
Brand Nubian,
The Offenders,
Donny Hathaway,
E-Dancer,
Schoolly D,
Soul II Soul,
The Standells,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Raincoats,
Sexual Harrassment,
Rakim,
La Düsseldorf,
Lindisfarne,
The Real Kids,
Fugazi,
Oblivians,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Dirtbombs,
Marine Girls,
Cymande,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sarah Menescal,
Terry Callier,
David Bowie,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.