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 Cyprus and from Johannesburg.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 spring reverb 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 OOIOO to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All Lebanon Hanover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pet Shop Boys,
James White and The Blacks,
Neu!,
Boredoms,
Jandek,
Fatback Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Mummies,
Guru Guru,
The Kinks,
Audionom,
Soft Cell,
Robert Hood,
Ponytail,
The Angels of Light,
Joe Smooth,
The Motions,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Barclay James Harvest,
Scrapy,
Dave Gahan,
Excepter,
The Flesh Eaters,
Crooked Eye,
New Order,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Can,
Suburban Knight,
Masters at Work,
The Star Department,
Section 25,
Juan Atkins,
Piero Umiliani,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Dead Boys,
Arthur Verocai,
Mary Jane Girls,
Fat Boys,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Erasure,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Camberwell Now,
Alton Ellis,
The Misunderstood,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Swell Maps,
Trumans Water,
Shuggie Otis,
The Red Krayola,
Leonard Cohen,
Banda Bassotti,
Ultravox,
Interpol,
Donald Byrd,
Zapp,
Mr. Review,
Echospace,
Joey Negro,
Byron Stingily,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke.
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.