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 El Salvador and from Shanghai.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 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 Lower 48 to the rap 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 Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All Colin Newman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mo-Dettes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dorothy Ashby record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Technova,
Trumans Water,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Monochrome Set,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lalann,
The Sonics,
Scion,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pierre Henry,
Circle Jerks,
Roger Hodgson,
Kerrie Biddell,
Q65,
Marc Almond,
The Fortunes,
a-ha,
The Techniques,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sun Ra,
Subhumans,
The Misunderstood,
Skriet,
Banda Bassotti,
Livin' Joy,
Suicide,
Stockholm Monsters,
CMW,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Angry Samoans,
Derrick May,
Man Eating Sloth,
Charles Mingus,
Minor Threat,
Kenny Larkin,
The Martian,
Silicon Teens,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Raincoats,
K-Klass,
Barbara Tucker,
Sun City Girls,
The Red Krayola,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Smoke,
Rotary Connection,
Laurel Aitken,
Gregory Isaacs,
Hot Snakes,
Heaven 17,
Nick Fraelich,
The Gladiators,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Talk Talk,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Chrome,
Cybotron,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bauhaus,
Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim.
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.