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 Zimbabwe and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 organ 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 The Royal Family And The Poor to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All Rufus Thomas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxy Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drexciya,
Maleditus Sound,
The Stooges,
Visage,
Harmonia,
Television,
The Mojo Men,
Sun City Girls,
Fatback Band,
Masters at Work,
MDC,
Toni Rubio,
Q and Not U,
The Techniques,
The Monks,
Fluxion,
Marcia Griffiths,
Roxette,
Joensuu 1685,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sonic Youth,
Kas Product,
Kayak,
Swell Maps,
Donald Byrd,
Ohio Players,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Model 500,
Kerri Chandler,
Outsiders,
Clear Light,
Bang On A Can,
The Grass Roots,
The Star Department,
Letta Mbulu,
Quando Quango,
Scott Walker,
Blossom Toes,
Marc Almond,
The Music Machine,
Animal Collective,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Buzzcocks,
Juan Atkins,
The Neon Judgement,
Wire,
Hashim,
Audionom,
Aural Exciters,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Colin Newman,
The Move,
The Durutti Column,
Mo-Dettes,
Warren Ellis,
Thee Headcoats,
Swans,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.