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 Dominica and from London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Dawn Penn to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Suicide tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gong record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Patti Smith,
The Sound,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bob Dylan,
Swans,
Fugazi,
Cameo,
R.M.O.,
Mantronix,
Skaos,
Peter & Gordon,
Babytalk,
Junior Murvin,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Television Personalities,
Black Sheep,
Jawbox,
Ituana,
Crispian St. Peters,
AZ,
cv313,
Gong,
Wally Richardson,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Amon Düül,
Popol Vuh,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Janne Schatter,
Radiohead,
Tim Buckley,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Skatalites,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Second Layer,
Pole,
Dead Boys,
Rapeman,
Smog,
Adolescents,
This Heat,
Tommy Roe,
Amon Düül II,
Rotary Connection,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Funky Four + One,
Flash Fearless,
The Fortunes,
UT,
Swell Maps,
Maurizio,
Al Stewart,
The Gap Band,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Fela Kuti,
The Smiths,
Motorama,
Donald Byrd,
Youth Brigade,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow.
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.