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 Russia and from Tehran.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Eden Ahbez to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonny Sharrock 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Susan Cadogan,
Tomorrow,
Royal Trux,
Lyres,
T.S.O.L.,
Crooked Eye,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Cheater Slicks,
Todd Rundgren,
Toni Rubio,
Terrestrial Tones,
Moebius,
The Durutti Column,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Tim Buckley,
Morten Harket,
Dawn Penn,
Tears for Fears,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Trojans,
The Skatalites,
Colin Newman,
Monolake,
Alphaville,
Dave Gahan,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Liliput,
Nirvana,
Eve St. Jones,
The Walker Brothers,
Michelle Simonal,
CMW,
UT,
R.M.O.,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Siglo XX,
Dual Sessions,
Drexciya,
Yazoo,
Easy Going,
The Remains,
Aloha Tigers,
Radio Birdman,
Lucky Dragons,
Tom Boy,
Trumans Water,
Ice-T,
The Pretty Things,
Pagans,
Guru Guru,
Derrick May,
Glenn Branca,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Junior Murvin,
Lalann,
Boz Scaggs,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Chris & Cosey,
Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.
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.