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 Malawi and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 arpeggiator 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 Gastr Del Sol to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The United States of America. All the underground hits.
All Sandy B tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator 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?
Archie Shepp,
Soulsonic Force,
The Golliwogs,
Ronan,
Unrelated Segments,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Pole,
Saccharine Trust,
Dave Gahan,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Toni Rubio,
Mandrill,
Khruangbin,
The Associates,
The Selecter,
10cc,
Black Flag,
June of 44,
D'Angelo,
Index,
Man Eating Sloth,
the Association,
The Skatalites,
Eric Dolphy,
Stereo Dub,
L. Decosne,
In Retrospect,
UT,
Man Parrish,
Ken Boothe,
The Monochrome Set,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Al Stewart,
Bauhaus,
The Evens,
Electric Prunes,
Lungfish,
Nik Kershaw,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Minor Threat,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bobby Sherman,
JFA,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Marvin Gaye,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Peter and Kerry,
Crispian St. Peters,
Skarface,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lou Reed,
Average White Band,
Robert Görl,
The Fuzztones,
Groovy Waters,
Mo-Dettes,
Skaos,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Second Layer,
The Divine Comedy,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.