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 Brunei and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Columbus.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Ken Boothe to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Silicon Teens,
the Germs,
Erykah Badu,
Mo-Dettes,
The Birthday Party,
Erasure,
DNA,
Nation of Ulysses,
Parry Music,
The Kinks,
Royal Trux,
Minutemen,
Harmonia,
Wasted Youth,
James White and The Blacks,
Brass Construction,
B.T. Express,
Sonic Youth,
Brick,
The Detroit Cobras,
A Certain Ratio,
Maleditus Sound,
X-Ray Spex,
Peter & Gordon,
David McCallum,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Groovy Waters,
Drexciya,
In Retrospect,
Crash Course in Science,
Scan 7,
Lalann,
Isaac Hayes,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
China Crisis,
Dark Day,
Robert Hood,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Quadrant,
Babytalk,
Minnie Riperton,
Frankie Knuckles,
Dennis Brown,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Magma,
Sight & Sound,
Lower 48,
Country Teasers,
Robert Wyatt,
Absolute Body Control,
Jerry's Kids,
Throbbing Gristle,
Blossom Toes,
Grauzone,
Boz Scaggs,
Andrew Hill,
Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose.
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.