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 San Marino and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
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 T.S.O.L. to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Marvin Gaye. All the underground hits.
All The Tremeloes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Procol Harum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scan 7,
Interpol,
Simply Red,
Grey Daturas,
Max Romeo,
Lalo Schifrin,
Terry Callier,
Lakeside,
Dennis Brown,
The Count Five,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rufus Thomas,
Sixth Finger,
Television,
Shoche,
Can,
Grauzone,
The Sonics,
Drexciya,
ABC,
Al Stewart,
Matthew Bourne,
Average White Band,
One Last Wish,
Bronski Beat,
Accadde A,
Audionom,
Public Image Ltd.,
Surgeon,
Pharoah Sanders,
PIL,
Barry Ungar,
Wolf Eyes,
Bobbi Humphrey,
the Fania All-Stars,
Rosa Yemen,
Agitation Free,
Hasil Adkins,
Gong,
Ultra Naté,
Mission of Burma,
Fear,
Joensuu 1685,
Oneida,
Derrick Morgan,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Kinks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kerrie Biddell,
Qualms,
Roy Ayers,
The Dirtbombs,
Ultravox,
Neil Young,
Ralphi Rosario,
Aswad,
The Doobie Brothers,
Brand Nubian,
Sound Behaviour,
Eric Dolphy,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Kas Product,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.