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 Taiwan and from Hong Kong.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Minny Pops to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Spandau Ballet. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Prince Buster,
The Standells,
Ponytail,
Kool Moe Dee,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
L. Decosne,
X-101,
Monks,
Lyres,
Fatback Band,
Terrestrial Tones,
Eddi Front,
Camberwell Now,
Aaron Thompson,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Brand Nubian,
CMW,
Young Marble Giants,
This Heat,
The Dead C,
Buzzcocks,
The Invisible,
10cc,
Derrick May,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The J.B.'s,
James White and The Blacks,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Glenn Branca,
Maurizio,
Heaven 17,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Aural Exciters,
Skaos,
Soul Sonic Force,
Danielle Patucci,
Harmonia,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Underground Resistance,
John Coltrane,
Television,
Crispian St. Peters,
Massinfluence,
Television Personalities,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Silicon Teens,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Monochrome Set,
Beasts of Bourbon,
FM Einheit,
Todd Terry,
Vladislav Delay,
the Slits,
Amazonics,
Cameo,
Junior Murvin,
Lungfish,
Bill Wells,
Whodini,
Metal Thangz,
New York Dolls,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.