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 Serbia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro 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 AZ 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 Harmonia. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Richard Hell and the Voidoids 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 chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wolf Eyes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
EPMD,
Babytalk,
The Sonics,
Theoretical Girls,
Qualms,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
the Human League,
Tres Demented,
Cameo,
The Knickerbockers,
Circle Jerks,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Gladiators,
Gerry Rafferty,
Donald Byrd,
Junior Murvin,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Patti Smith,
Carl Craig,
48th St. Collective,
Prince Buster,
La Düsseldorf,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sonic Youth,
Fatback Band,
The Seeds,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
CMW,
Lou Reed,
Loose Ends,
ABC,
Minny Pops,
The Moleskins,
Derrick May,
Kevin Saunderson,
Archie Shepp,
Little Man,
Delon & Dalcan,
Subhumans,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Monks,
Pantaleimon,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Fall,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Leonard Cohen,
Deadbeat,
Television,
Ohio Players,
Sister Nancy,
Tomorrow,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Fuzztones,
Sun Ra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Walker Brothers,
Severed Heads,
Agitation Free,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
China Crisis,
Davy DMX,
Yusef Lateef,
Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls.
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.