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 Namibia and from Manila.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
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 Adolescents to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All Sad Lovers and Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Zeros,
Drive Like Jehu,
Gang Starr,
Vainqueur,
U.S. Maple,
Lyres,
Theoretical Girls,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Freddie Wadling,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Crooked Eye,
Kas Product,
Ponytail,
Peter and Kerry,
Lalann,
Mad Mike,
The American Breed,
La Düsseldorf,
Bauhaus,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Skaos,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sam Rivers,
Quadrant,
Steve Hackett,
Jimmy McGriff,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Soft Machine,
Harry Pussy,
The Gladiators,
Easy Going,
Isaac Hayes,
Rod Modell,
Gabor Szabo,
Warsaw,
The Vogues,
Pagans,
Morten Harket,
Todd Terry,
Reagan Youth,
Black Flag,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Smiths,
Wasted Youth,
Sixth Finger,
The Cramps,
Fatback Band,
The Shadows of Knight,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Franke,
Nirvana,
Model 500,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Maleditus Sound,
Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D.
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.