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 Korea North and from Philadelphia.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Altered Images to the jazz 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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Slick Rick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Throbbing Gristle,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bronski Beat,
Rotary Connection,
Kas Product,
Sonic Youth,
Can,
Gong,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Cameo,
The Dave Clark Five,
Franke,
Hot Snakes,
One Last Wish,
the Germs,
Todd Rundgren,
Bobby Womack,
Nick Fraelich,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Quadrant,
Outsiders,
Peter & Gordon,
Juan Atkins,
Joensuu 1685,
Lakeside,
Dark Day,
Drive Like Jehu,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gregory Isaacs,
Swans,
The Misunderstood,
Swell Maps,
Stereo Dub,
Mars,
Derrick Morgan,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Buckinghams,
Minor Threat,
The Last Poets,
Ronan,
Metal Thangz,
Arthur Verocai,
Livin' Joy,
The Index,
DJ Sneak,
The Slits,
The Victims,
Maleditus Sound,
The Knickerbockers,
Suicide,
Japan,
AZ,
Mo-Dettes,
Freddie Wadling,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Harpers Bizarre,
Scratch Acid,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
T. Rex,
Scan 7,
Barry Ungar,
Model 500, Model 500, Model 500, Model 500.
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.