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 Djibouti and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 James Chance & The Contortions to the grunge 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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Qualms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Rites of Spring,
Neil Young,
Rosa Yemen,
The Zeros,
Nick Fraelich,
Derrick Morgan,
Thee Headcoats,
The Doors,
Tears for Fears,
The Monochrome Set,
Tommy Roe,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Gun Club,
Darondo,
ABC,
kango's stein massive,
The Blues Magoos,
Grauzone,
Rotary Connection,
Hot Snakes,
Spoonie Gee,
Eric Dolphy,
Rod Modell,
Deakin,
X-102,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Tremeloes,
Excepter,
Pet Shop Boys,
Con Funk Shun,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bush Tetras,
Television Personalities,
The Grass Roots,
Saccharine Trust,
The Pretty Things,
The Remains,
Model 500,
The Standells,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Modern Lovers,
Gregory Isaacs,
Crime,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Severed Heads,
The Searchers,
The United States of America,
Arcadia,
The Trojans,
Au Pairs,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Joyce Sims,
David Axelrod,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Camouflage,
Animal Collective,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Q and Not U,
The Fuzztones,
Grandmaster Flash,
DJ Sneak,
Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine.
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.