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 Luxembourg and from Milan.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Nils Olav to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Litter,
Lightning Bolt,
Massinfluence,
Absolute Body Control,
Monks,
Lebanon Hanover,
OOIOO,
FM Einheit,
Mantronix,
Black Sheep,
Guru Guru,
June of 44,
Adolescents,
Rufus Thomas,
James White and The Blacks,
Basic Channel,
Stetsasonic,
Donald Byrd,
Sarah Menescal,
Mars,
Nirvana,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
R.M.O.,
Y Pants,
Al Stewart,
Black Pus,
Nas,
Little Man,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Curtis Mayfield,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Hasil Adkins,
Soft Cell,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lower 48,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Cramps,
Swell Maps,
Steve Hackett,
Peter & Gordon,
Lungfish,
The Dead C,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Standells,
Pylon,
Black Flag,
The Monochrome Set,
Ultimate Spinach,
Girls At Our Best!,
Howard Jones,
Todd Rundgren,
The Kinks,
Bush Tetras,
Whodini,
Joe Smooth,
Gong,
The Knickerbockers,
Public Image Ltd.,
Dave Gahan,
Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk.
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.