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 Cape Verde and from Tehran.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the snare 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 Bang On A Can to the grunge 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan. All the underground hits.
All Darondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tim Buckley record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
A Flock of Seagulls,
Cal Tjader,
Easy Going,
Mary Jane Girls,
Siglo XX,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jacob Miller,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Marcia Griffiths,
Suicide,
Jerry's Kids,
Eden Ahbez,
Severed Heads,
Roger Hodgson,
Danielle Patucci,
Moebius,
The Five Americans,
Todd Terry,
Pharoah Sanders,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ash Ra Tempel,
World's Most,
Little Man,
Gong,
China Crisis,
Blossom Toes,
Pantytec,
Cybotron,
The Neon Judgement,
John Lydon,
The Martian,
Lightning Bolt,
Stiv Bators,
Laurel Aitken,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Joy Division,
The Toasters,
Model 500,
Harry Pussy,
Adolescents,
James White and The Blacks,
Todd Rundgren,
Lebanon Hanover,
Television,
The Fire Engines,
Nation of Ulysses,
Radiohead,
Lindisfarne,
The Mojo Men,
Pole,
Theoretical Girls,
Youth Brigade,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Brothers Johnson,
Unwound,
Bobby Womack,
The Selecter,
Joyce Sims,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Marvin Gaye,
Average White Band,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Index, The Index, The Index, The Index.
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.