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 Montenegro and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the organ 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 Gichy Dan to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Pussy Galore. All the underground hits.
All Charles Mingus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Motions,
Fat Boys,
Donald Byrd,
Sister Nancy,
Aswad,
Boz Scaggs,
LL Cool J,
Easy Going,
Letta Mbulu,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Donny Hathaway,
the Slits,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Wasted Youth,
China Crisis,
The Raincoats,
Von Mondo,
Y Pants,
Henry Cow,
Flipper,
Sonic Youth,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Average White Band,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lucky Dragons,
Surgeon,
Stiv Bators,
PIL,
Black Bananas,
Tim Buckley,
Young Marble Giants,
The Gun Club,
Magma,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Circle Jerks,
Zapp,
Yazoo,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Rosa Yemen,
This Heat,
Jacques Brel,
The Remains,
Amon Düül II,
Make Up,
ABC,
Los Fastidios,
Carl Craig,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scion,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Johnny Osbourne,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Mad Mike,
Soul Sonic Force,
Subhumans,
Banda Bassotti,
Nick Fraelich,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.