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 United States and from Sao Paulo.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
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 Rod Modell to the funk 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 DNA. All the underground hits.
All Model 500 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ornette Coleman 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Association record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Letta Mbulu,
Theoretical Girls,
Alphaville,
Television Personalities,
Scan 7,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kool Moe Dee,
Dual Sessions,
Tears for Fears,
Eric Dolphy,
Funky Four + One,
Shoche,
The Smiths,
Buzzcocks,
Average White Band,
Malaria!,
Delta 5,
Adolescents,
Ornette Coleman,
Tubeway Army,
Section 25,
Joey Negro,
Scion,
Cameo,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Alarm Clocks,
Godley & Creme,
Blake Baxter,
FM Einheit,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Johnny Clarke,
Aaron Thompson,
The Durutti Column,
Rekid,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Erykah Badu,
The Misunderstood,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Five Americans,
Nik Kershaw,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Fatback Band,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Joyce Sims,
Lou Reed,
Cheater Slicks,
The Electric Prunes,
Neu!,
Boz Scaggs,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Dead Boys,
Severed Heads,
The Litter,
the Swans,
The Modern Lovers,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Black Bananas,
Aural Exciters,
Joe Smooth,
Frankie Knuckles,
the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell.
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.