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 Bhutan and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 Milan and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 chamberlin 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
Iggy Pop,
Faust,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Von Mondo,
Steve Hackett,
Goldenarms,
Delon & Dalcan,
Roger Hodgson,
Scratch Acid,
Pagans,
The Saints,
Jeru the Damaja,
Camberwell Now,
Fela Kuti,
Excepter,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mars,
The Dirtbombs,
Anakelly,
Spoonie Gee,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Dorothy Ashby,
Charles Mingus,
The Mojo Men,
Circle Jerks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Cowsills,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Last Poets,
Drexciya,
The Slackers,
Mark Hollis,
Kerrie Biddell,
K-Klass,
Young Marble Giants,
Glenn Branca,
DJ Style,
Qualms,
AZ,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Invisible,
Sparks,
Reagan Youth,
T. Rex,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Gun Club,
Ossler,
The J.B.'s,
Soul Sonic Force,
Flash Fearless,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sam Rivers,
Roxette,
Blake Baxter,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Boredoms,
Saccharine Trust,
Jerry's Kids,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Aloha Tigers,
Fear,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.
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.