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 Peru and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
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 Little Man to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Jeru the Damaja. All the underground hits.
All Funkadelic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Country Teasers,
Nico,
Technova,
Patti Smith,
Jandek,
48th St. Collective,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Crooked Eye,
Avey Tare,
China Crisis,
The Divine Comedy,
Hashim,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Motorama,
The Kinks,
Flash Fearless,
The Gories,
Ituana,
Outsiders,
Howard Jones,
Prince Buster,
The Raincoats,
DJ Style,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Iggy Pop,
the Swans,
Negative Approach,
Minny Pops,
Television Personalities,
Radio Birdman,
Sam Rivers,
Circle Jerks,
Sixth Finger,
Radiohead,
Alice Coltrane,
Porter Ricks,
The Doobie Brothers,
Deepchord,
Kerri Chandler,
Spandau Ballet,
Bronski Beat,
The Invisible,
The Techniques,
Shuggie Otis,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Electric Prunes,
Buzzcocks,
Livin' Joy,
Camouflage,
the Human League,
The Doors,
The Trojans,
Rites of Spring,
Drexciya,
Black Flag,
Stetsasonic,
Kenny Larkin,
Archie Shepp,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.