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 Denmark and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lille.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Skriet to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camberwell Now,
48th St. Collective,
World's Most,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Young Rascals,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
These Immortal Souls,
Lyres,
cv313,
F. McDonald,
DJ Sneak,
Outsiders,
Scan 7,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Leonard Cohen,
Index,
Section 25,
Desert Stars,
A Flock of Seagulls,
June of 44,
Popol Vuh,
Panda Bear,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Dual Sessions,
Deepchord,
Nico,
X-101,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sexual Harrassment,
John Foxx,
Bobby Sherman,
Yaz,
Patti Smith,
The Sonics,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Peter and Kerry,
Avey Tare,
Los Fastidios,
Icehouse,
Jeff Mills,
Make Up,
Terrestrial Tones,
Scientists,
Stereo Dub,
Rhythm & Sound,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Remains,
Easy Going,
Eve St. Jones,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Stetsasonic,
Swans,
Joensuu 1685,
Bush Tetras,
Bizarre Inc.,
X-Ray Spex,
Lindisfarne,
Rosa Yemen,
Davy DMX,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sun City Girls,
Yazoo,
Zapp, Zapp, Zapp, Zapp.
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.