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 Bahrain and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 linndrum 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry to the punk 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 The Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Style 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin 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 Divine Comedy,
Eden Ahbez,
One Last Wish,
Bush Tetras,
Supertramp,
Icehouse,
Severed Heads,
Pagans,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Tommy Roe,
Bang On A Can,
Warsaw,
Malaria!,
Marmalade,
The Shadows of Knight,
Black Bananas,
Josef K,
Soft Machine,
Tom Boy,
Peter and Kerry,
Sonny Sharrock,
Unwound,
Gerry Rafferty,
Soul Sonic Force,
Brass Construction,
Basic Channel,
Urselle,
Ten City,
Essential Logic,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Traffic Nightmare,
JFA,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Stiv Bators,
Reagan Youth,
Avey Tare,
Oneida,
Blossom Toes,
Desert Stars,
Nas,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Slackers,
Procol Harum,
T. Rex,
Tropical Tobacco,
Grandmaster Flash,
Joe Smooth,
Drexciya,
Public Image Ltd.,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
B.T. Express,
ABBA,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Angels of Light,
Freddie Wadling,
The Cowsills,
The Happenings,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
World's Most, World's Most, World's Most, World's Most.
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.