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 Guinea and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
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 Y Pants to the funk 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 Cybotron. All the underground hits.
All Sly & The Family Stone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unwound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quadrant,
Nico,
The Stooges,
Janne Schatter,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Pretty Things,
John Holt,
The Divine Comedy,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bill Near,
cv313,
Porter Ricks,
KRS-One,
Agent Orange,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Wire,
Negative Approach,
Qualms,
Los Fastidios,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Moleskins,
Black Bananas,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Glenn Branca,
The Grass Roots,
JFA,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
FM Einheit,
Erykah Badu,
Dawn Penn,
The Gun Club,
Arcadia,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Tommy Roe,
The Walker Brothers,
Jimmy McGriff,
T.S.O.L.,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jawbox,
Arthur Verocai,
MDC,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Fela Kuti,
Shoche,
DJ Style,
Grey Daturas,
Black Moon,
The Sonics,
Clear Light,
Vladislav Delay,
The Monochrome Set,
Maleditus Sound,
Goldenarms,
Sun Ra,
Lungfish,
Gang of Four,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
New Age Steppers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The New Christs,
PIL, PIL, PIL, PIL.
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.