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 Denmark and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the oboe 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 Gang Gang Dance to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Nick Fraelich. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vladislav Delay record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
The Offenders,
Crash Course in Science,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Moody Blues,
Sister Nancy,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Arab on Radar,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Connie Case,
Groovy Waters,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gong,
DJ Style,
a-ha,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joy Division,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Deakin,
The Buckinghams,
Tim Buckley,
Isaac Hayes,
The Last Poets,
Delta 5,
Quando Quango,
Whodini,
Heaven 17,
Scott Walker,
Aswad,
ABC,
Quantec,
The Fall,
The Divine Comedy,
The Moleskins,
Josef K,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sandy B,
The Red Krayola,
Traffic Nightmare,
Massinfluence,
The Velvet Underground,
Ohio Players,
Average White Band,
Q65,
CMW,
Funkadelic,
Pierre Henry,
Cameo,
Pussy Galore,
Scion,
Arcadia,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Real Kids,
Agent Orange,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sonic Youth,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gregory Isaacs,
Dorothy Ashby,
Alphaville,
The Star Department,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.