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 Monaco and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 mellotron 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 Quantec to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Cosmic Jokers. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Patti Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gerry Rafferty,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kool Moe Dee,
Swell Maps,
Motorama,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Matthew Halsall,
Gang Green,
Derrick May,
Stiv Bators,
Sonic Youth,
Sällskapet,
The New Christs,
The Divine Comedy,
Magma,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Joensuu 1685,
Gregory Isaacs,
Model 500,
The Saints,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
KRS-One,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Skatalites,
MC5,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Avey Tare,
Rotary Connection,
Henry Cow,
the Bar-Kays,
Faraquet,
Charles Mingus,
Index,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Rekid,
Scion,
Average White Band,
Althea and Donna,
Jandek,
The Fugs,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Black Flag,
Icehouse,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Slave,
Pussy Galore,
Au Pairs,
Stockholm Monsters,
Marc Almond,
John Cale,
Deepchord,
Skarface,
Minor Threat,
The American Breed,
The Blackbyrds,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.