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 Serbia and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Mexico City.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 X-101 to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Fall. All the underground hits.
All Patti Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warsaw record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boredoms,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Funky Four + One,
Joensuu 1685,
Stetsasonic,
Scott Walker,
the Germs,
Severed Heads,
Alice Coltrane,
Lyres,
Model 500,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Pop Group,
Buzzcocks,
Nik Kershaw,
the Bar-Kays,
Joyce Sims,
the Normal,
The Skatalites,
Clear Light,
The New Christs,
JFA,
Janne Schatter,
Eric B and Rakim,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Yaz,
OOIOO,
Jandek,
Skaos,
Second Layer,
The Modern Lovers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Danielle Patucci,
Make Up,
Roger Hodgson,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Cure,
Pere Ubu,
Ice-T,
Aaron Thompson,
Neil Young,
Electric Prunes,
Black Sheep,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Buckinghams,
MDC,
Stockholm Monsters,
Kurtis Blow,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Popol Vuh,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Groovy Waters,
Accadde A,
T.S.O.L.,
Sam Rivers,
New Order,
Qualms,
The Neon Judgement,
Eric Dolphy,
Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe.
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.