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 Zimbabwe and from Cairo.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the güiro 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 Girls At Our Best! to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band 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 spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Wake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quantec,
Technova,
The Mojo Men,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
John Holt,
Tom Boy,
Swans,
Hasil Adkins,
Kurtis Blow,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Victims,
Avey Tare,
Audionom,
Visage,
Supertramp,
Qualms,
The Fuzztones,
Bauhaus,
The American Breed,
Soft Machine,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Michelle Simonal,
Bobby Byrd,
Urselle,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Con Funk Shun,
Organ,
Camberwell Now,
PIL,
Grey Daturas,
Sarah Menescal,
Guru Guru,
The Gories,
Liliput,
Cal Tjader,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Make Up,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Seeds,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Eli Mardock,
Gichy Dan,
Rites of Spring,
Skriet,
the Swans,
Half Japanese,
Aural Exciters,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Slits,
The Names,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Janne Schatter,
The Techniques,
Matthew Halsall,
John Foxx,
The Happenings,
Ronan,
Gastr Del Sol,
Henry Cow,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
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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.