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 Belize and from Seoul.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 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 China Crisis to the electroclash 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 Tears for Fears. All the underground hits.
All Pierre Henry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mummies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
the Sonics,
Masters at Work,
Theoretical Girls,
Dual Sessions,
Smog,
Barry Ungar,
Excepter,
Drexciya,
Jerry's Kids,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lightning Bolt,
Ten City,
Jeff Mills,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Eden Ahbez,
The Velvet Underground,
Lalann,
Sarah Menescal,
Half Japanese,
E-Dancer,
Subhumans,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Terrestrial Tones,
Kevin Saunderson,
Con Funk Shun,
Television,
Todd Terry,
Peter & Gordon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Donald Byrd,
the Slits,
Reuben Wilson,
Monks,
Mary Jane Girls,
Rod Modell,
Angry Samoans,
ABC,
Minutemen,
The Smoke,
Sun Ra,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Mars,
Unrelated Segments,
Susan Cadogan,
Talk Talk,
Shoche,
Junior Murvin,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Real Kids,
Eric Dolphy,
Dorothy Ashby,
Amon Düül II,
Guru Guru,
The Saints,
Jacques Brel,
Visage,
Bush Tetras,
The Move,
Derrick Morgan,
Fluxion,
Pylon, Pylon, Pylon, Pylon.
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.