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 Switzerland and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 guitar 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 David Bowie to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
R.M.O.,
June Days,
Banda Bassotti,
the Swans,
Nirvana,
Radiohead,
The Grass Roots,
Massinfluence,
Skriet,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Fortunes,
Flipper,
Section 25,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Pantaleimon,
A Certain Ratio,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Marshall Jefferson,
Girls At Our Best!,
Matthew Halsall,
The Fall,
David Axelrod,
Maurizio,
Simply Red,
The Toasters,
Derrick May,
Technova,
the Germs,
Japan,
Alphaville,
Suburban Knight,
Deadbeat,
Andrew Hill,
D'Angelo,
The Pop Group,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Zeros,
Panda Bear,
The Beau Brummels,
Wally Richardson,
Alison Limerick,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Invisible,
Funkadelic,
The Cure,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
cv313,
The Flesh Eaters,
Skaos,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Terry Callier,
Max Romeo,
The Blackbyrds,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Youth Brigade,
New Order,
Jimmy McGriff,
Joey Negro,
Metal Thangz,
Pulsallama,
Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy.
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.