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 Liechtenstein and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the clarinet 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 The Sisters of Mercy to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sight & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Litter,
Piero Umiliani,
Hasil Adkins,
Graham Central Station,
Terry Callier,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bobby Womack,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Wings,
Eric B and Rakim,
Half Japanese,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sound Behaviour,
The Birthday Party,
Arcadia,
Faraquet,
Darondo,
Pagans,
The Leaves,
Thee Headcoats,
Colin Newman,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jeff Lynne,
Al Stewart,
Anthony Braxton,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ornette Coleman,
Lucky Dragons,
The Golliwogs,
The Sonics,
Das Ding,
Magma,
Patti Smith,
Monks,
Alphaville,
Slave,
The Monks,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
MC5,
Talk Talk,
Roger Hodgson,
Siglo XX,
Audionom,
Country Teasers,
Hot Snakes,
The Fortunes,
Skriet,
Accadde A,
the Soft Cell,
Radio Birdman,
Anakelly,
Massinfluence,
Schoolly D,
Masters at Work,
Big Daddy Kane,
Don Cherry,
Agitation Free,
Kerri Chandler,
Lungfish,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.