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 Armenia 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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Newcleus to the punk 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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Cecil Taylor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Darondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
Sonic Youth,
DJ Style,
The Birthday Party,
Television Personalities,
Cymande,
Nas,
Monolake,
48th St. Collective,
Johnny Clarke,
Radio Birdman,
the Germs,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Albert Ayler,
Pere Ubu,
Marshall Jefferson,
Toni Rubio,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Slackers,
Section 25,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
PIL,
The Doobie Brothers,
Chrome,
Goldenarms,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
New York Dolls,
Organ,
This Heat,
John Lydon,
Excepter,
Lungfish,
Jacques Brel,
Swans,
Qualms,
Anakelly,
Kaleidoscope,
Faust,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Soft Cell,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Crispian St. Peters,
Alice Coltrane,
Scratch Acid,
Todd Rundgren,
Young Marble Giants,
Ronnie Foster,
Howard Jones,
Whodini,
Moby Grape,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Nation of Ulysses,
Harpers Bizarre,
Girls At Our Best!,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Moleskins,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bootsy Collins,
Mad Mike,
Marc Almond,
Barry Ungar,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.