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 China and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Leonard Cohen to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All New Age Steppers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Girls At Our Best! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Surgeon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord 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 Cowsills,
The Gap Band,
T.S.O.L.,
The Electric Prunes,
This Heat,
Al Stewart,
Deepchord,
Gong,
Stiv Bators,
Sixth Finger,
Quantec,
Qualms,
Rekid,
Skaos,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Danielle Patucci,
Masters at Work,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Cramps,
The Victims,
The Real Kids,
the Germs,
The Barracudas,
Wire,
James White and The Blacks,
Index,
Scientists,
Eden Ahbez,
KRS-One,
Fugazi,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Godley & Creme,
Jandek,
Jacques Brel,
Marc Almond,
Eli Mardock,
The Monks,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Urselle,
the Association,
Schoolly D,
Cameo,
ABBA,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Agent Orange,
Lebanon Hanover,
Spandau Ballet,
Dorothy Ashby,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Yellowson,
La Düsseldorf,
Wings,
Big Daddy Kane,
Henry Cow,
Oneida,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Eddi Front,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.