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 Senegal and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Lou Reed 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds to the disco 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282. All the underground hits.
All The Blues Magoos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet 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 Human League,
Nik Kershaw,
Alphaville,
Jawbox,
Stetsasonic,
Procol Harum,
Kerrie Biddell,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Isaac Hayes,
In Retrospect,
CMW,
Steve Hackett,
Cecil Taylor,
Second Layer,
The Doors,
Sex Pistols,
Todd Terry,
The Stooges,
Scion,
Howard Jones,
Sly & The Family Stone,
the Normal,
The Last Poets,
The Count Five,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
UT,
Pussy Galore,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Albert Ayler,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bad Manners,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sonny Sharrock,
Eli Mardock,
Animal Collective,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Evens,
ABC,
Sam Rivers,
Massinfluence,
The Barracudas,
Rosa Yemen,
Electric Prunes,
Delta 5,
Terry Callier,
The Gun Club,
The Blues Magoos,
Babytalk,
Hashim,
E-Dancer,
Kaleidoscope,
Junior Murvin,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Remains,
Cluster,
Niagra,
The Walker Brothers,
Mr. Review,
The Martian,
Goldenarms,
Pagans,
Ultra Naté,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.