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 Andorra and from Madrid.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 snare 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 Loose Ends to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Sexual Harrassment. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Style record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ten City,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Avey Tare,
The Birthday Party,
Alison Limerick,
Funky Four + One,
Unrelated Segments,
David McCallum,
Vainqueur,
Talk Talk,
Sonic Youth,
Morten Harket,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Dirtbombs,
Brand Nubian,
Theoretical Girls,
The United States of America,
Chris Corsano,
Bill Wells,
Oblivians,
The Tremeloes,
FM Einheit,
Scott Walker,
Swans,
Newcleus,
Hardrive,
Grey Daturas,
Icehouse,
Dawn Penn,
Panda Bear,
Prince Buster,
Alton Ellis,
The Victims,
Rufus Thomas,
The Doors,
Magazine,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Banda Bassotti,
The Sonics,
Maleditus Sound,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ronan,
Aural Exciters,
Boz Scaggs,
Lungfish,
Darondo,
Tropical Tobacco,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sixth Finger,
Alphaville,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Mission of Burma,
Grandmaster Flash,
Tubeway Army,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ituana,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.