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 Ukraine and from Glasgow.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the sitar 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 Fifty Foot Hose to the disco 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 Wings. All the underground hits.
All Morten Harket tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Prunes 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 '90s.
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 The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bill Near,
Janne Schatter,
Supertramp,
Q65,
Panda Bear,
Toni Rubio,
CMW,
Ronnie Foster,
Josef K,
The Seeds,
Marvin Gaye,
Cymande,
Kas Product,
Technova,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
the Sonics,
The Gladiators,
Symarip,
Drive Like Jehu,
Maurizio,
Pylon,
Section 25,
EPMD,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Drexciya,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Talk Talk,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Busters,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lucky Dragons,
The Motions,
Fela Kuti,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Fall,
Scion,
David McCallum,
KRS-One,
Radio Birdman,
The New Christs,
Vainqueur,
Fear,
The Star Department,
Hardrive,
Wolf Eyes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Angry Samoans,
The Happenings,
Youth Brigade,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Erasure,
Ultimate Spinach,
Television Personalities,
Rakim,
Radiopuhelimet,
Oneida,
Susan Cadogan,
Siglo XX,
Terrestrial Tones,
Hoover,
Lyres,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.