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 Solomon Islands and from Lyon.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
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 Sunsets and Hearts to the grunge 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 The Golliwogs. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Saints record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Remains record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Graham Central Station,
Index,
The Shadows of Knight,
Los Fastidios,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Von Mondo,
The Stooges,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Khruangbin,
The Gun Club,
Yazoo,
Sight & Sound,
the Sonics,
A Certain Ratio,
The Fortunes,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Man Eating Sloth,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Metal Thangz,
The Black Dice,
New Age Steppers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lou Reed,
DJ Style,
The Last Poets,
Kurtis Blow,
The Gories,
Grandmaster Flash,
Amon Düül,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Janne Schatter,
Flipper,
Wire,
Nation of Ulysses,
Urselle,
Model 500,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sam Rivers,
The Neon Judgement,
The Martian,
Duran Duran,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gregory Isaacs,
Brand Nubian,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Searchers,
the Germs,
Unrelated Segments,
Reagan Youth,
Erykah Badu,
Colin Newman,
Pole,
Scott Walker,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Infiniti,
The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders.
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.