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 Sudan and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Peter & Gordon to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sisters of Mercy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
Kerrie Biddell,
Joey Negro,
10cc,
La Düsseldorf,
The Fugs,
Pussy Galore,
The Young Rascals,
Negative Approach,
Gichy Dan,
The Alarm Clocks,
Brand Nubian,
Bill Near,
Sarah Menescal,
Arcadia,
Lou Christie,
The Angels of Light,
Black Bananas,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Bizarre Inc.,
Guru Guru,
The Seeds,
Malaria!,
Prince Buster,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Scan 7,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Al Stewart,
Ornette Coleman,
Marcia Griffiths,
Dawn Penn,
New Order,
The Star Department,
Chris Corsano,
The New Christs,
Adolescents,
John Cale,
Fela Kuti,
U.S. Maple,
The Trojans,
Camberwell Now,
Bad Manners,
Average White Band,
Reagan Youth,
The Slackers,
Pole,
The Knickerbockers,
The Smiths,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sparks,
Tres Demented,
Iggy Pop,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Chrome,
Jacob Miller,
The Monochrome Set,
Lebanon Hanover,
Dave Gahan,
DJ Style,
PIL,
Piero Umiliani,
Freddie Wadling,
It's A Beautiful Day,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.