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 Moldova and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 spring reverb 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 Barry Ungar to the crunk 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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Subhumans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Henry Cow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cluster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Godley & Creme,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Steve Hackett,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ituana,
LL Cool J,
Mary Jane Girls,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Star Department,
Section 25,
Audionom,
The Motions,
The Pop Group,
The Real Kids,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Arcadia,
The Cure,
The Velvet Underground,
Stereo Dub,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rites of Spring,
Bill Near,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Anthony Braxton,
Unrelated Segments,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Mojo Men,
Lower 48,
Anakelly,
Brand Nubian,
Barry Ungar,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lou Christie,
Pantaleimon,
Dave Gahan,
Bauhaus,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Todd Rundgren,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Busters,
Depeche Mode,
Severed Heads,
Kas Product,
Banda Bassotti,
Malaria!,
Nirvana,
Excepter,
La Düsseldorf,
The Fugs,
the Swans,
Parry Music,
Livin' Joy,
Magma,
Symarip,
Soulsonic Force,
Barbara Tucker,
Los Fastidios,
Ken Boothe,
Johnny Clarke,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.