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 Switzerland and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 guitar 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 E-Dancer to the jazz 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 Barry Ungar. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy Collins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythm & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tim Buckley,
Lou Reed,
Barbara Tucker,
Eddi Front,
The Litter,
Nick Fraelich,
JFA,
Kenny Larkin,
Dark Day,
Al Stewart,
Echospace,
X-102,
Maleditus Sound,
Erykah Badu,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Hot Snakes,
Cymande,
the Normal,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Knickerbockers,
Chris & Cosey,
Suicide,
Jacques Brel,
Robert Wyatt,
Camouflage,
The Dirtbombs,
Spoonie Gee,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Mad Mike,
Rites of Spring,
Traffic Nightmare,
the Germs,
Television Personalities,
Kevin Saunderson,
New Age Steppers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Massinfluence,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Warren Ellis,
Lebanon Hanover,
Matthew Bourne,
Buzzcocks,
Chrome,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Tommy Roe,
Arcadia,
Visage,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Mission of Burma,
Minor Threat,
Hoover,
The Fortunes,
The Remains,
These Immortal Souls,
Drive Like Jehu,
Albert Ayler,
Warsaw,
Black Flag,
The Monochrome Set,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Henry Cow,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.